my heart is a soccer player

one night
he told us

every soul
has a right to know
the Truth:

who am I
& what is Creation
& what am I doing in it ?

& I listened, bathed in happiness.

later, then,
the bundle of my inner flaws
remembered itself
& whispered, waveringly:

“... even me?”


fortunately
my heart is a soccer player:

already had the ball
already running with it

toward the goal.



~