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Three Thoughts Of My Heart Post by :jvlady Category :Poems Author :Hilda Conkling Date :September 2011 Read :3572

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Three Thoughts Of My Heart

As I was straying by the forest brook
I heard my heart speak to me:
Listen; said my heart,
I have three thoughts for you . . .
a thought of clouds,
A thought of birds,
A thought of flowers.

I sat upon a cushion of moss,
Listening,
Where the light played, and the green shadows:
What would you do . . . I asked my heart . . .
If you were a floating ship of the sky . . .
If you were a peering bird . . .
If you were a wild geranium?

And my heart made answer:
That is what I wonder and wonder!
After all it is life I love,
After all I am a living thing,
After all I am the heart of you . . .
I am content!


(The end)
Hilda Conkling's poem: Three Thoughts Of My Heart

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