Little Wonders
Some days
My heart is so full,
This little body
Can’t contain it.
I weep
A rushing river.
It’s a wonder
That love like that
Could ever
Be contained.
Little Wonders
Some days
My heart is so full,
This little body
Can’t contain it.
I weep
A rushing river.
It’s a wonder
That love like that
Could ever
Be contained.
The Cosmic Poet 
Love this one ♡
Such love is rarely contained…enjoyed the poem.
Many a day have I weeped a rushing river… So true… Deep words!
Reblogged this on Ēva PōeteX and commented:
Lovely!
Beautiful
The heart is mysterious: it pumps our blood faithfully, a river of it, but it can hold all the love in the world at the same time without missing a beat.