Heart

As a pond at rest in the wilderness

mirrors all the willows around it,

and watches the Sky daily for rain,

to be replenished in the element

of the same,

so, too, the Heart has its face,

capable of turning toward all—

But reflecting back more than

that received

is the remarkable, godlike gift

it offers,

the deeper its waters.

For it, too, awaits the divine rain,

to be replenished in the element

of the same.

from Lamp Light