Nature of the Heart

Poetry is a life-cherishing force. For poems are not words, after all, but fires for the cold, ropes let down to the lost, something as necessary as bread in the pockets of the hungry." — Mary Oliver It is the nature of a joyous thing to fill the heart with a song to sing. Then the spirit will take flight with a new countenance so bright. It is the nature of a thing sublime to touch the heart with its own kind. There's an overflow of insane glee releasing emotions generously. It is the nature of this life we live unto the heart some sadness give, experience to bring a little grief however long, however brief. It is the nature of the heart we have to feel for others that may cross our path and as each day breaks to a coming dawn, it finds new mercies there to draw upon. 2/24/21 Poetry is a life-cherishing force Contest Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Sotto Poet 11/27/2022