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The Great Heart
My heart is a science.
It demands the attention of my mind,
and my mind replies kindly.
My mind is always exploring my heart,
always digging
as if it were looking for old skeletons,
evidence of something that should have lived,
brushing off the bones
of something that died too soon
and hoping to piece them back together
so that it can understand,
so that it can calm the storm of questions
that haunts its existence.
Sometimes it pushes so hard
into my heart
that it gets sick.
Some matters of the heart
are far out of reach
for my mind to understand.
My mind reaches, stretches,
gropes for clues as if through a telescope
or through a microscope
as it observes
the small bits that it can see
hundreds or thousands of times over,
but it never fully understands.
It can never fully grasp
the vast expanse of the great heart.
The mind can move on
and it does move on.
It often moves down a river of tears
or rides away on some new adventure
until what it could not reach within the heart
is far off in the distance and all forgotten about.
by Gabe Redel
It demands the attention of my mind,
and my mind replies kindly.
My mind is always exploring my heart,
always digging
as if it were looking for old skeletons,
evidence of something that should have lived,
brushing off the bones
of something that died too soon
and hoping to piece them back together
so that it can understand,
so that it can calm the storm of questions
that haunts its existence.
Sometimes it pushes so hard
into my heart
that it gets sick.
Some matters of the heart
are far out of reach
for my mind to understand.
My mind reaches, stretches,
gropes for clues as if through a telescope
or through a microscope
as it observes
the small bits that it can see
hundreds or thousands of times over,
but it never fully understands.
It can never fully grasp
the vast expanse of the great heart.
The mind can move on
and it does move on.
It often moves down a river of tears
or rides away on some new adventure
until what it could not reach within the heart
is far off in the distance and all forgotten about.
by Gabe Redel
Published on January 23, 2016 17:49
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