One Heart

by Li-Young Lee


Original Language English

Look at the birds. Even flying
is born

out of nothing. The first sky
is inside you, open

at either end of day.
The work of wings

was always freedom, fastening
one heart to every falling thing.

-- from Book of My Nights, by Li-Young Lee

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