WILDNESS of the HEART

Sounds of wind rising,of fire raging, waters rushing:

 this is ephemeral sense and echo of my heart, racing wild,

suffused with the joy of breath running in my veins,

the excitement of life’s own untamably fever

with its instant ease, vibrance and tumult.

Who thought or said it was supposed to be orderly,

earthly and reliable?

A steady pulse, a bio-program  telling or atleast decipherable! 

In truth its raw, unprocessed,

inimitably feral and free;

sovereign, inherent, unalloyed

• whilst being lithe,

permeable like the soil

and coherent as the air. 

It rises and falls in cycles and seasons,

with rhythm and arrhythm,

responding inside and without

-adjusting, expressing

gargantuan purposes, both cosmic and nano,

beyond and within -

the sacred, wildsome heart.

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