It is never a case
of the absence of love.
As long as there are eyes seeing,
there is the slow drift to beauty,
the sigh of relief of finding
our dearest hopes confirmed,
and this is love.
As long as there are voices singing,
there is an invisible, potent thread
connecting the very heart of the world
to the very heart of our selves,
and this can only be love.
As long as there are hearts breaking,
there knowing we are in the wake
of a full surrender to love,
and now, a day for new surrender,
nothing to do, everything to feel,
and this is full, complete,
sweet, never-ending love.
And love makes love.
In breath, each moment,
to the last.
– tammy takahashi
BOOK COVER REVEAL!!
Here it is! With the onset of spring, and also World Happiness Day, World Poetry Day and World Forests Day (wow!), I’m so happy to show you the cover of my new poetry book, LAND! Thank you to Golden Dragonfly Press!
“The poems of ‘Land’ explore our bodies and selves as terrain to be navigated, accepted and loved. Where estrangement meets intimacy, where lost youth meets the inevitability of aging, where fear meets hope, where doubt meets empowerment, where the natural world and the elements as our precious teachers meet our readiness to dive right into our lives—these are the intersections that lie at the heart of this collection, which uncovers a great paradox of our times: adrift, we long to feel truly, completely at home, while knowing deep within that there’s nowhere else we can be; we are already there, exactly where we are.”
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My heart in my chest,
Quivering, alone and unsure
Feeling small in a strange land
My heart in my head,
Rationalizing away the fear,
Lost among wayward thoughts
My heart in my eyes,
Hesitant, always curious,
Imbibing a world of wonders
My heart in my throat,
Stumbling over words not true
Groping for songs in the dark
My heart in my belly,
Holding space for the girl inside,
Crying with her until smiles come
My heart on my skin,
Exposed too soon, it feels,
Hoping wildly for tenderness
My heart in my hands,
Longing, feeling the way
To every fragile connection
My heart in my knees,
Falling to earth, breathing relief,
Sinking to a necessary pause
My heart in my feet,
Soaking up life, gingerly,
Taking all the steps I need …
My heart in my chest,
Back home, nothing looks the same
It is a wiser love, love, it is home.