31/12/2025
Song of a Heart
(Happy New Year)
if i sing my heart
the way i feel the beat
my throat wire can break
and my oesophagus bleed
the surging ocean i cover
using the lid of my soup pot
whirls o'erboard my chest
though checked unchequered
the sound of my steps
as i stand on this threshold
quakes the earth beneath
sending below dust
on errand to the sky
painting my heart
before my creator
who alone knows all things
the world waits to hear me
as my friends mock my mute
and others bet my wisdom
no one sees my stock
piling over a year before
and mounting still now
nor my treasures incubating
where false steps dare not
desecrate a dedicated store
that can only yield
just like He wills and never
hurries to match thoughts
that flicker briefly and
then die before the breeze
then at the hour ripe
my heart jumps in veneration
as barn breeds sanctification
and my soul rests in His joy.®