Wednesday, July 11, 2018

The Heart’s Cave (Day 539)

at the threshold of the heart’s 
cave   fern-fringed  
carpeted with intricate violet 
shadows  ancient trickling 
songs of emerald stalactites 
cool summer’s dry fever 
quell primordial fears 
calm the yearning clutter 
seeping in around the edges   
subtle poisons   that metastasize
like darkness   like ice   
obscuring the heart’s deepest 
secrets   dreams   thoughts   
everything that is   
a surging cycling ocean 
whose mysterious depths remain
forever  unnamed

(c) 2018, by Hannah Six

Image: US National Park Service

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