This is My Heart
Joy Harjo
This is my heart
It is a good heart
Weaves a membrane of mist and fire
when we speak love in the flower world
My heart is close enough to sing to you
in a language with no
clumsy human words.
This is my head
It is a good head
Whirs inside with a swarm of worries.
What is the source of this mystery
Why can't I see it
right here right now
As real as these hands hammering
the world together
This is my soul
It is a good soul
It tells me Come here, forgetful one
We sit together
We cook a little something to eat
then a sip of something sweet,
for memory
This is my song
It is a good song
Walked forever the border
of fire and water
of fire and water
to sing to you
It's new wings quiver
with vulnerability
Come lie next to me
Put your head here
My heart is close enough to sing