By George Hahn-Sittig

By George Hahn-Sittig

Heart

Running. Chasing. Heart.

We run through the forest,

Chasing our hearts as they skip away from us.

              We are desperate to stay in the light of their joy.

Without…

Without we wander in darkness

Smacking our heads into trees

              Unable to see a path forward

With…

With, the world shines

Everything comes into focus

              And I am driven to joy by joy.

 

If I could wrap my heart in my hands

And force it, wriggling and bright, into my chest

              And keep it there until the last rise and fall of the sun,

My life would be complete, my passion full,

And my eyes could never wonder from the paths of my joy.

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