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 LeeLook at the birds. Even flying
is bornout of nothing. The first sky
is inside you, Friend, openat either end of day.
The work of wingswas always freedom, fastening
one heart to every falling thing.
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