The Knowing – 20th October 2025

Inspired by this piece of writing by Maia at Tiny Hearts, though I was less explicit.

Life’s echoes return soon –
your reflections reveal the blame.
A child’s plea, a tide pulled by an invisible moon,
a candle waiting for a flame.

Love is not held tight with a closed fist
but free to flow from an open palm.
The heart not so easily dismissed
from the banks of a river, calm.

The knowing grows in a room
with all the windows open wide.
Gut feelings fall down too soon
if you’re never looking outside.

The deeper reading of the maps
will quiet the storms in advance.
The heart becomes a harbour, perhaps
to contemplate this dance.