My Head is in My Heart - Eliza Weaver

[Larry Robinson]

My Head is in My Heart
 

Not every day, but today,
When glancing in the mirror
By the front door,
I saw myself…
Differently…
I went back to take a look…again.
“Your head is in your heart,” I said.

I paused, I took it in, whatever that meant.
Maybe this will be my meditation for a day,
My Koan for a week?

This was a felt moment.
Sort of an Alice in Wonderland moment.
Maybe a Magritte question?

“My head is in my heart,”  I said.
Thank God, it has a new place to call home!

	- Eliza Weaver
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