I don’t wish clutter in my heart,
nor in the hearts of others.
There is much that masquerades as importance,
while its real influence is distortion.
I do wish clarity in my heart,
joined with the hearts of others.
That invites and yields genuineness
in the on-going practice called living.
genuineness and the practice of living … yes.
Thank you for this. It arrives as punctuation. A moment of perfection. There is an easing in my heart. A gift. Remembering.