The Heart Expands: The Butterfly Effect
I could not resist adding this beautiful poem to the Butterfly Effect. It is by Tonia Marie Harris, a very talented member of Plum Tree Books…View collection HERE
Dedicated to Cass and her son, Elijah
By Tonia Harris
If you lean in close,
Press your ears to the secret
On this child’s lips,
I will tell you
“You are not alone. I love you.”
I can teach you to fly
inside your mind.
I can teach you to sing
when tears are caught in your throat.
I can teach you to be still
When colors are too bright and the world is dizzy.
I know how it feels to get lost
in the kaleidoscope of days,
Minutes ticking into years
when fear is a weight
so pressing it chokes.
Lie down in green grass
brushed golden by the sun.
Smell the wild roses
and let your breath rest
on the wing of a dragonfly.
Take this leaf to press
between the fragile pages of memories
and always remember that it was me
who taught you that in the stillness
of one moment
The heart expands.
About Dr Niamh
When I was a little girl (a very, very long time ago), I used to love learning new, really big words like ‘discombobulate’. As I grew, my love of words grew too, until I loved them so much, I could not stop writing them down.
One day, as I was scribbling a particular word, a very peculiar thing happened. The word shouted at me, “Stop! Don’t put me there!” As you can imagine, I was shocked and nearly fell off my chair. When I recovered somewhat, I said to the word, “Could you stop shouting, please? I am not used to it.”
Can you guess what happened next? No! I thought not. The word said, “I might be small, but I will misbehave if you do not use me properly. I will not tell the story you would like me to tell. I will say something entirely different!”
I dropped my pen. I hoped that by dropping my pen, the word would stop talking. Alas! It did not. It carried on chitterchobbling, even after the ink had dried. I was in a pickle. I could not allow my words to run away with my story, now could I?
I don’t know about you, but when this sort of thing happens, there is only one thing left to do if you prefer not to spend your time arguing. “Very well,” said I. “I will do as you ask if you will just be quiet and allow me to concentrate.”
Since that day, I have been paying special attention to every word I invite into my stories. After all, a story should say exactly what it means to say and not be led astray.
With love from Dr. Niamh,
Ph.D in Learning Through The Imagination and Founder of Dr Niamh Children's Books. www.drniamhchildrensbooks.com
Psst…Tonia, thank you for that sweet escape
from the hum-drum ‘get ready for work’, kind of morning.
“I can teach you to sing
when tears are caught in your throat.”
This I must learn. Will you teach us?
Thank you, Uncle Tree. I’m happy to provide a little diversion on this Wednesday morning. I believe children can teach us this- it’s something we know, but often forget. Cheers.
Niamh, thank you so much. Your generous spirit does not go unnoticed. 🙂
Magnificent. What a blessing.
I like the ending–“of one moment the heart expands.” I got a real sense of that very thing.
Beautiful Poem Tonia. I loved it:)
Tonia, beautiful poem about being present in the moment.
I want to thank everyone ffor their lovely comments. It means a great deal to me that so many of you took the time to read this poem and leave your thoughts. Have a wonderful weekend and remember to enjoy the little things.
This is so lovely – I keep coming back to it! Thank you for sharing your beautiful words Tonia and thank you Niamh for featuring Tonia on your blog! (a win win for all of us)