There is a short from the 2011 Heartland Film Festival that, quite literally, took my breath away.

I wasn’t expecting it.

But as the Grand Poobah of poets, Derrick Brown, recited his achingly beautiful poem to a menagerie of corresponding photos and videos, I felt my chest tighten and constrict with the power of his elocution and the exquisiteness of his words.

Here is the trailer for the Crystal Heart Award winning film by the Holechek brothers: A Finger, Two Dots, Then Me.

The following link is not the short itself. It is simply a recording of the poem.

Listen to it now.

Close your eyes. Hear every word. Feel it.

It’s the ultimate love story. The quintessential tribute to a lifelong romance — one that transcends this world into the next.

“Tell me what is really Holy.”

If you’ve ever loved, if you’ve even been loved, if you’ve ever dreamt of a soul connection that exists beyond the boundaries of this universe, this poem will take up residence in your heart.

And it will never let you go.

“And the universe will bend. And the planets will bow. And I will say, ‘Oh! There you are.'”

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  1. Thank you for the link to that fabulous poem. I was left with tears and goosebumps–a wonderful combination. I’ve lived in Indy for 13 years now and never been to the Heartland Film Festival. I may just have to do it next year.

    1. Heartland is truly a not-to-be-missed experience. Thanks for reading and commenting — I love finding fun, new blogs. And the pink chihuahua is terrifying. Thank heavens I live in Mississippi now — I wouldn’t want to run afoul of the law in the Hoosier state with that K9 officer on the job. 😉

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