There is a thought behind a thought
A dream that carriers another dream
Stories that hold in their womb
smithereens of themselves.
What moves me the most though
is how a heart innocently holds
within its small, sequestered confines
The luggage of another heart
Too heavy to carry
Too precious to put down.
Ancient Egyptians believed the heart to be the center of a person’s being and intelligence. Even during mummification, it was never removed, because “the dead will need it in the afterlife!”
It is a proven fact that muscles get stronger with exercise. Maybe this is why a heart that beats for others, gets stronger over time; why loving selflessly makes it increasingly and enduringly beautiful.
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Wow, beautiful pic, I hope the world understands this about selfless love….nice poem , Ren.
I hope so too. Thanks, Shashi. : )