Her heart brims over


Is it pleasure or love the heart feels

Or something even deeper?

A look, a touch, a word,

A falling leaf,

A note of birdsong,

Cloud patterns across a broad blue sky

Spark an indefinable something

That fills the spirit full of glory.

The giving and receiving

Emptying and filling

So full its light brims over

And shines through the eyes and the body’s pores.

Love, is it?

Love of so much so many.

It soars with eagles and mist-white gulls

and curls with you in your fox-warm earth.


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Jane Dougherty

I used to do lots of things I didn't much enjoy. Now I am officially a writer. It's what I always wanted to be.

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