These last few weeks I have been learning the anatomy of the heart.
When we learned about the eyes I marveled at every detail I saw played out. When we learned about the ears I would sit and listen to the background noise and think my way through my ear into my brain. The nose, I smelled everything I touched. Now with the heart, I am constantly checking myself for a pulse. I am in awe at this life-giving-pump. I want to know more than anatomy. I want to see the heart as a doctor and as a poet.
botanical heart via here.
This woman is the doctor-poet of dreams. I could watch her, study her. How I want to be like her.