As the days pass longer and brighter I see that my heart holds court
My wanderlust fuelled by the turns it chooses to make
My heart knows more about what I need than I could ever fathom
Sometimes it manifests itself in “the gut”
Sometimes it’s known in the moment the arm hairs rise and stand on end
Sometimes I find it in the wind as it swirls the cities debris as if making symbols,
Signs in the cherry blossoms, wrappers, cigarette butts and bus transfers
Direction is known
The heart is heard
The game is on
The stage is set
All that remains is to act
We pass in and out of phase just like the sounds we make
Today lends itself to alignment and reminds me what accountability and desire have in common
Today the beauty is deep and real and true just like you
xo
Jess Hill 