30 August 2008


Flat outstretched upon a mound of earth I lie;
I Press my ear against its surface and I hear far off and deep, the measured sound of heart that beats within the ground. And with it pounds in harmony with the swift, familiar heart in me. They pulse as one, together swell, together fall:

I cannot tell my sound from Earth’s,
for I am part of rhythmic, universal heart.

Elizabeth Odell

1 comment:

Belinda said...


Thanks for sharing these words.

Kind Regards