Heart Sight

“Every human being moving…every sparrow that flew, every branch tossing in the wind was caught in and was a part of the whole mad ecstasy of loveliness, of joy, of importance, of intoxication of life.” ~ Margaret Prescott Montague

Ah, the opportunities to juxtapose

when babies meet their family.

Old wrinkled skin next to unblemished

perfection, eyes meeting

in equal wonder. What being

is this? And the swirls of newborn

dark hair against an uncle’s hairy

knees are a gift

of remembrance. We rarely see

the love which resonates

our world, the field of tenderness

that envelops us, soothing

us in harmonic vibrations.

We walk, distracted and bemused,

oblivious to the stark beauty

infused in every step

until the sight of a baby

softens our hardened hearts

and opens our narrow perceptions.

Great grandmother and baby

Inspired by The Daily Word Prompt: juxtapose

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Victoria Stuart

I'm a poet, philosopher and inner seeker. A giver, lover and a healer who studies the heart.

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