Heart Beats

Head Lines

She wears struggle on her face like laundry on a line.

“Why she had to go, I don’t know. She wouldn’t say”.
Lennon/McCartney

Let your heart strum the notes and your wildness weave the tune.

Ecstasy comes calling
To save us from ourselves

We wake to the mystery of each day,
imagining that we know

“Sadly enough, the most painful goodbyes are the ones that are left unsaid.”
Jonathan Hamisch