The Kingdom
At times
the
heart
stands back
and looks at the body,
looks at the mind,
as a
lion
quietly looks
at the
not-quite-itself,
not-quite-another,
moving of shadows and
grass.
Wary, but with
interest,
considers its kingdom.
Then seeing
all that will
be,
heart once again enters --
enters hunger, enters sorrow,
enters
finally losing it all.
To know, if nothing else,
what it once
owned.
~ Jane Hirshfield
~
(The October
Palace)
(left button to play, right button
to save)