You may find yourself
Digging around inside yourself
Looking for your heart
And after years
find one small precious gem
Which you place in a gild cage
And shine a spotlight on it
You won’t talk about the
Alarms or the guards or the dogs
Or the fence
The meager covet, and therefore hide their wealth.
Kings put it on display.
Hang your valuables on a post by the street
Mount them on a pedestal in the public square
In Each moment I am undergoing
Open-heart surgery
In gratitude, and in Devotion
I offer up all that I have
All that I am
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Searching for your heart can be a difficult journey. Gratitude for life’s gifts is the key to survival.
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Thank you. Truly gratitude is essential.
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What else have we, really, of value to give? (K)
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Not much. Bly said all we have of value is our grief
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These are the lines I want to reflect back to you to hold,
“In Each moment I am undergoing
Open-heart surgery
In gratitude, and in Devotion
I offer up all that I have
Beautiful.
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Thank you so much Ali
That which is truly precious is unstealable
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A heart wrenching, beautiful poem about giving yourself to people, which is really the only thing that matters.
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From the search to discovery to the offering up. A beautiful journey, a beautiful poem.
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Thank mish
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Beautiful to see you arrive at gratitude and devotion through this journey where you are free to offer
‘all that I have
All that I am’
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Only heart would demand such exchange – to remit all of its and value in each encounter. No wonder its such a strange animal.
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Strange indeed
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I suspect some people do not search or find even that one small gem–of greatest value.
To find that gratitude and offer it up is very special.
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You are correct I am sure. I can’t imagine a life like that though
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I can’t imagine it either.
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I think as writers, and especially poets, we must continually make ourselves vulnerable and display our heart. It’s a beautiful thing and a treasure, indeed! ❤️❤️❤️
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As humans we must do this
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Yes! 💓
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good advice; don’t be afraid to shine. ruin darkness’ day whenever possible.
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This is so gorgeous. I love the admission of the
“Alarms or the guards or the dogs
Or the fence”
And the moving way it ends:
“In Each moment I am undergoing
Open-heart surgery
In gratitude, and in Devotion
I offer up all that I have
All that I am”
Beautiful write ❤
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Thank you Sunra
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A beautiful, heartfelt and moving write.
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