I saw my heart dancing in the park wood today She was dark and lithe and graceful She is dark because I am discovering Her still and am not completed yet
It's an archeology of the heart I practice The inner eye caught the nuanced landscape which foretold the fossil With careful strokes respectful of the treasures within me, I clear away I clear away My trowels: feelings my brushes: tears and laughter
As they are cut away from ego sediment and stone, my fossil pieces fit in place and lock together the puzzle that I was that I was It is a re-membering I do because because I saw my heart dance in the park wood today