Thursday, January 11, 2018

late prayer

Tenderness does not choose its own uses.
It goes out to everything equally,
circling rabbit and hawk.
Look: in the iron bucket,
a single nail, a single ruby -
all the heavens and hells.
They rattle in the heart and make one sound.

~  Jane Hirshfield 
from The Lives of the Heart


Timothy said...

beautiful. love your flow here.