I listened  to my heart
Every day
As it shares from within
And I write them out as words
Sometimes as verses
At times its 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 wisdom in the stillness.


Savvy