Heart – A Lyre

Heat hold held here so
fully filling every jive alive,
reaching,
singing,
humming,
overflowing this precious,
pulsing power-yielding.

Every ounce receptive,
receptive,
receptive…
shine me down the up afire,
flow me through the heart – a lyre,

life so sweet.

Photo by Kate Stetler Holgate, Used by Permission