My Secret Gnome Heart

Today
Was a journey
Of a most profound
Nature, whose
Consequences
Are yet to manifest...
Today
Was for clearing--
For trash-clean up and trees
And strangers
Like my Self and Fransisco
Meeting up on the path...
Today
I peered within
To ask my Heart
It's true desire--
Have you ever dared
To sustain the silence
And stillness it takes
To venture that deeply?
I found inside
A tiny cottage
Like a coal or rock
At brash glimpse...
But indeed a gnome hut
Within a mossy forest
Made up of shadows and
Shutters tight--
My heart's most desire
Is but a glimmer--
A candlelight speck
As seen through the crevice
Between ceiling and door,
Between door and floor...
A sliver, nothing more...
But the hut warmed and giggled,
And my heart swelled
For finally having a caller...
My heart's most desire
Almost nonexistent
Like an infant's life plan
But all things are tiny at first.....
And I am assured that this
Was a mere baby step...