Wednesday, November 6, 2019

out of my deeper heart

Out of my deeper heart a bird rose and flew skyward.
Higher and higher did it rise, yet larger and larger did it grow.
At first it was but like a swallow, then a lark, then an eagle,
 then as vast as a spring cloud, and then it filled the starry heavens.
Out of my heart a bird flew skyward. 
And it waxed larger as it flew. 
 Yet it left not my heart.

~ Kahlil Gibran
from The Forerunner, His Parables and Poems
art by  Shel Waldman


Anonymous said...

Thank you for. Beautiful.
Bless, M.