MIXING MY HEART UP
WITH HAPPY AND GLEE
('been down so long, it looks like up to me')
Regarding the porcelain horse upon the mesa
of the matter : nothing comes of it that didn't first
have a start in the happy heart of someone free.
You are reading a book on the bench. I see your
fine head nod and smile - something in the words
you've read has brought you out? Be still, my heart.
-
I am not ever alone - crowds haunt me wherever
I am : of memory, of happiness, of all those I have
known. I will walk the seashore, idly, yes, until
the water comes to me, mixing my heart up
with happy and glee.
('been down so long, it looks like up to me')
Regarding the porcelain horse upon the mesa
of the matter : nothing comes of it that didn't first
have a start in the happy heart of someone free.
You are reading a book on the bench. I see your
fine head nod and smile - something in the words
you've read has brought you out? Be still, my heart.
-
I am not ever alone - crowds haunt me wherever
I am : of memory, of happiness, of all those I have
known. I will walk the seashore, idly, yes, until
the water comes to me, mixing my heart up
with happy and glee.
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