sacred heart

suffering scalds the gut
& broils the brain

it abandons your soul barefoot
in a loincloth
with hands clasped
in prayer

for some
all hell torrents
through the gills
as they maim & humiliate
others
self-proclaiming
righteousness

& there are those
led by suffering
to find the sacred center
of the universe
within themselves––

the heart lifts
& laughs
like a sun-lit cloud
at dawn