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Friday, July 16, 2004

Song of the Heart 

The heart is tired

of being trussed

and bound,

told it must not,

cannot

shout its joy,

must always crinkle

and bend

and look with measured scorn

upon the world's follies

and frantic goals..



The heart

wants to sing,

to let forth its fullness

in a kind of rhapsody

of celebration,

a ripe declaration

that something important is happening,

even here,

even now,

in the midst of all this

tumult

and degradation,

a stirring like a soft awakening bud

at the very center,

the uneasy core

of this spiraling disarray.



copyright, Dorothy Walters




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