once a heart decides

i feel it, too: how could i not?
once a heart decides
it is every same heart,
another sun in the sky of
a spinning galaxy,
every pirouette carried to end.
it is the endless gaze
between two, a knowing
that only existed.
it is the same cell
in all bodies, beating,
a drop of oil in the water
instantly everywhere:
the oxygen of earth
the miracle of birth