The Heart’s Cave (Day 539)

at the threshold of the heart’s 

cave   fern-fringed  

carpeted with intricate violet 

shadows  ancient trickling 
songs of emerald stalactites 

cool summer’s dry fever 

quell primordial fears 

calm the yearning clutter 
seeping in around the edges   

subtle poisons   that metastasize

like darkness   like ice   

obscuring the heart’s deepest 

secrets   dreams   thoughts   

everything that is   

a surging cycling ocean 

whose mysterious depths remain
forever  unnamed

(c) 2018, by Hannah Six

Image: US National Park Service