The heart is not a pump
perpetually squeezing
out the stuff of life
as we breathe
in sympathy,
giving neither much
thought.
Rather, it is
an endless well
from which we draw,
to quench
the thirst of spirit,
and nourish the soul,
so that we may squeeze
from life
the preciousness
of every drop
of love.

M. Zane McClellan

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