My heart feels still and quiet.
Drained of thought
emotion flat and soft
curious questions quiet
in the hum the electric fireplace
work days that kept
my head humming
my feet running
my hands caring
given to someone else
while I settle and refill
my heart and my head
for the next go round.
“Fill your paper with the breathings of your heart.”
~ William Wordsworth
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