Thief of Hearts
As I lay under
a moonless night sky,
my shepherd
his muzzle on my chest
we’re enfolded in tang
a fresh-mown field
gazing
at the canopy—
my heart swollen
with wonder, shivering
with awe
stolen by reverence
Thief of Hearts
older poem, revised
Didi, this image of lying under the night sky with your shepherd dog's muzzle on your chest is very beautiful. It brings such a quiet, deep peace to the mind just by reading it.
— Choti Bhai