I ask my heart –
“what do you feel?”
My heart replies –
“I feel great sadness
that I asked to be
taken seriously so often
yet you were always too busy
in your head –
What do YOU feel?”
I then say to my heart –
“I don’t know how to feel
as I have spent so much of my life
not listening to you when you tried
so very hard to teach me.”
“It’s never too late” says my heart
“but listen now, I beg you –
for I weep on your behalf,
whether you feel it or not.”
“I know.” says I, “I know.”