Bleeding heart

I am sitting here with my heart open.

It’s leaking.

It hurts, it bleeds love.

It is necessary.

The knife cut it wild open, to let myself sit in and be.

 

ME.

 

Nothing has the power to take that away.

Settling for your whole truth.

The shadow, the light, the dark and the rainbows.

Your truth.

 

Acceptance of this wide range is a work of 13 Men.

But we are the universe. It should be easy then, no?

 

Not quite.

Being human is a great gift of overwhelming experiences.

Most of them are more than our rational brain can comprehend.

 

But Who cares?

Your heart is always right.

Listen to its whispers.

Dig in and open your treasuries vault.

It has the answers you seek for.

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