Thursday, March 23, 2023

Eye in the heart

These banks of seductively round,
pastel-coloured stones;
these blue rock-plates,
motionless, but swirling
with gestures of water;
or those mud-hued formations over there,
clustered with small holes,
in a devoted mimicry of foam –

must be trying to impress me.
And they succeed! How many
millions of epochs did it take
to make this elemental love affair hold
all the changes wrought upon it
by sun and moon and sea?

And how many times
did the wind breathe in and out,
to build the eye in my heart
that feels these growth-rings

– in a place that warms and cools me
deeper than skin?

– Silke Heiss, 16th November 2022

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