Heartfelt 10/9/14

The fabric of your being bleeds

for those of your vest.

Yet, for those, who have gone before you, 

you wander through the reeds

of others’ meaningful lives around you.

And swim in your tears

for those in their passing.

Be buoyant of heart, 

for some days,

you bathe within it of yourself,

other days, you fly above it all.

Know this to be true:

your inner silence gives you wings;

your heart-felt-ness gives you sky;

and your tears and blood of being together,

make a waterway into that sky,

as heartfelt, your heartfelt,

is the interlace of your heavens . . .