Recreation of the Heart

I am sitting in my own chair
in my own house.
It it is good to sit
To read
and take it slow.

So, I sit.
I linger over the words,
meander through the pages
and sip something.

And when I’m still on the inside,
when I’ve found myself again,
I begin to think:
what will this day bring?

It is good to rise and feel the ground
and the wind, cool as it is
Together my two feet and I,
we’ll sink in the soil,
with all its earthy smells

It is good to go out
leave the warmth of the hearth
to carry with you
the warmth of your heart.