Confluence of Quiet Hearts

 

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There are many worlds:

a woman on a beach, who has lived

for seven decades; the dog who poked

his long snout into her pocket,

nosing for treats; the dog's guardian,

smiling as he walked him away;

an eagle, landing on the topmost scrag;

somewhere, far out, whales, 

making their journey north.

I have survived some things:

pain, loss, betrayal, abandonment,

fire, rejection, heartbreak,

a beloved's death.
Love, laughter, big magic,
gifts, gratitude.

Back then, we sang Blackbird

in the dead of night. How I loved

your blackbird heart.

This is a way of surviving:

we remember - the laughter, the hope,

the pain, the tears, the huge leaps

that changed our lives, the story,

like a river, flowing to the sea,

that caught us in its current

and buoyed us along.

There are many worlds:

this one is quiet, a heart in retreat,

turning from the chaos and crisis

of the world into this quiet room,

tapping out a message to whoever

will find it: drink in the beauty.

Hold onto peace.

Inspired by "Confluence of Rivers and Mouths" by Laren McClung. The italicized lines are hers.