Where Then The Heart
                   By Aliana Alani ©2019

Here they are now –
Veils lifting, slowly, gently
Like the flutter of angelic wings
Whispering in clear air.

Softly, a sunlight enters –
Early morning dusting of
Luminescent light, golden
Essence particles, divine and shimmering.

And where are we
In these moments of discovery?
Looking out, heart open, eager and expectant,
Or hard-pressed to the cacophony
Floor of drama and despair?

Are we searching for crumbs
Or infinite possibilities?

Where then the heart, in these moments
Of whisperings and glimmerings,
And more…