Imagery of Words Festival.
Inside our heart
hides another heart,
not bigger or better,
just another,
and another within that,
just in case.
Each stands ready
to spring forward
and fill the void
when, not if,
the first one breaks,
when hope confronts mistakes,
when joy withers and fades.
And so on.
But then, unannounced,
the next heart appears
and the world brightens,
once again.
Seeking Ordinary Joy 
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