One Heart

Look at the birds. Even flying
is born

out of nothing. The first sky
is inside you, open

at either end of day.
The work of wings

was always freedom, fastening
one heart to every falling thing.

“One Heart” by Li-Young Lee from Book of My Nights, published by BOA Editions, Ltd. Copyright © 2001 by Li-Young Lee. Reprinted by permission of The Permission Company LLC, on behalf of BOA Editions. This poem appeared in the Poetry Society of America's Poems on Wheels program.