Photo by S.W. Cosgrove
Reflected landscape from a quiet wall in the heart and vascular waiting room. Thursday, December 3, 2020.
In that silent room, I sat listening to my heart beat, feeling it steady and sure, before allowing the doctor to listen and watch with his scopes and machines to this organic metronome of life buried in my chest.
I Can Hear Your Heartbeat – Chris Rea, the Water Sign album
In the silence of the side street
In the whisper of the night
From the darkness of the empty hours
To the early morning light
From the hustle down on Main Street
With all its lights so bright
To the trucker on the highway
Pressing through the night
I can hear your heartbeat