I listened  to my heart
Every day
As it shares from within
And I write them out as words
Sometimes as verses
At times it’s measured
In moderation.
Its a zen moment
For there is clarity
In just a few words shared.

Then there are times
They flow like a river
A torrent in a current
Patterning itself
In its own making
Words come through me
As if it needs to be spoken
Sharing the sensitivity
Of the moments at hand.

I listen simply with rapt attention.
For in the slightest flutter
In every movement in the moments
Or the depth of silence.
There is always something more.

©Savvy Raj