A piece of your heart

When a piece of your heart goes missing,

Then the morning sun's glowing gloom,

Rushing days' slow-mo is abyssing, 

Your attempts to rev go to fume.

Take a step outside and breathe deeply.

Notice birds and bugs and say, "Aum."

Lose your mind, cry hard, write, climb steeply...

Until that piece of your heart finds home.

October 29, 2021