Open the heart

“Every morning I walk like this around

the pond, thinking: if the doors of my heart ever close, I am as good as dead.”

                                                                        Mary Oliver

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Every morning I walk around

The base of the mountain

Opening my heart to the sunrise

To the mountain

Watching happy dog gallop exuberantly

In search of balls, and mice

And things that smell

This is the time when the light gets in

Seeping through the left over doubts

And fears

That came with the night

This is how my heart expands

and embraces

Life and joy

In these brief moments

As the sun returns

The doors are open wide

And for a moment

I know my divine heritage

And for a moment

I dare to believe

that I might bear

the likeness

of the Sacred One

if only for

a moment