In the landscape of the heart

photo-Ashely Batz

In the landscape of the heart
The mother arrives,
only to be put to bed—
we rise again,
heart after heart,
song after song.
All is well
when the Shekinah
arrives.

© Todd Greenberg - 04/29/25


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