Open your heart

My heart unfurling always

Stretched beyond blood form

Horizon wide, blue sky

Beating still.

No way to show,

But in words.


Come you to the circle

Of embrace, sacred space

Fashioned from arms, bring

My horizon seeking heart

To yours, listening,

One organ to another.

Cellular tales to tell

In electric life pulse,

Lightning in my sky.


(Come with no reverence,

No sense of sacred

No magic circle finding

No heart song to hear

Come to nothing.)


I cannot touch

But in awe, raw

Naked hand honesty

Clothed heart brimming.


Bring an open pulse

Flashing with sky songs

One beat to another.


No way to show, but words

Which cannot speak of silence.

Wide places made smaller

By the telling.

Of the stories I send you

This is most true.

Written on clouds, with breezes,

Tiny overstretched words

Aching to the skyline.

And all the while a heart

Voiceless and unsilent

Calls to be answered.


(This began as a thought form at beautiful workshop from Vishwam at Druid Camp, where what at first seemed like the enormous challenge of opening my heart became an experience of re-imagining who and how I am.)


About Nimue Brown

Druid, author, dreamer, folk enthusiast, parent, wife to the most amazing artist -Tom Brown. Drinker of coffee, maker of puddings. Exploring life as a Pagan, seeking good and meaningful ways to be, struggling with mental health issues and worried about many things. View all posts by Nimue Brown

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