CAMEO

Dear reader,

if you had been there

on the forest path

a friend and I were on

lined with redwoods

and in the conversation we were in

about hearts and how

they appear sometimes

in the unlikeliest of places

you would have been amazed

also, I think, by the synchronicity

of seeing what we saw: 

another heart.

It was as if the little cordiform leaf

bounded out of its dilapidated dressing room

just as my friend
in the middle of her story, said:

Oh, I see:

You’re love.

No cameo was

better timed.

Reader, will you make 
your cameo now
and please recite these words 
with me:

Hearts, wherever you are,

may you continue to always employ

the element of surprise.

May you remain ever green.