In the Heart of me
by Shelley Sophia Crawford
A droplet in the ocean our endless collective sea.
Even if you don’t hear me, it doesn’t mean I don’t see.
A vision of remembering it’s burning to set us free.
A Lion in the Heart of me, it’s purring can’t you see.
A fusion in the mystery awakens you and me.
Just standing Here, Now
under this Ancient and Sacred Tree.
A Rose in the center,
a riddle in the mind,
a path thru the forest that takes us out of time.
A river, a fountain and a breeze like a memory, that soothes away the centuries.
Its in the silence we touch the living history.