Hello, all,
Because I always love having something thoughtful to read, I'm starting a new weekly post series where I post a different short poem every Monday (not mine, just some old favorites.) Whether you want to discuss the poem of the week, meditate on it privately, or file it away for your idea notebook, I hope you get something out of it!
Today's poem is from contemporary poet Li-Young Lee.
Enjoy!
One Heart
Look at the birds. Even flying
is born
out of nothing. The first sky
is inside you, open
at either end of day.
The work of wings
was always freedom, fastening
one heart to every fallen thing.