One Heart by Li-Young Lee

Weakness at 3AM: what if I wrote you a letter, just a short one, a little note, asking how you are. Or: I miss you. What if I just sent you a poem, or a song, or Egon Schiele’s Embrace?

I walked away and went to another room, just so I’d stop.

One Heart
Li-Young Lee

Look at the birds. Even flying
is born

out of nothing. The first sky
is inside you, Friend, open

at either end of day.
The work of wings

was always freedom, fastening
one heart to every falling thing.

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