The Heart Through Which I Look

The heart

Through which I look

Burns like a torch.

Like the sun, it does not combust

But ejects the plasma of love,

The light of life

Bringing all things to seeing.

The heart

Through which I look

Is ever replenishing.

The matter of it conveys my words,

Offering warmth in waves,

Carrying all things

Within the everness of its totality.

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