The compass has guided us

into the wind

scattered hearts creating home

across a sleeping world

while the seasons call each other

from perpetual summer

waiting for the first leaf

to shiver in a turn

and burnish its skin

to gold and fire

as these scattered hearts

create connection

a new prime meridian

to orient the map

on a new journey to take us

into multiplied futures unknown – Caroline A. Slee

Scattered Hearts

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