HEART HAS NO ENDING
There is no end of things in the heart. Somebody once told me that, she said it came from a poem she believed in. She understood it to mean that if you took something to heart, really brought it inside those red velvet folds, then it would always be there for you. No matter what happened. It would be there waiting. She said this could mean a person, a place, a dream, a mission, anything that is sacred. She told me that it is all connected in those secrets folds ALWAYS. It is all part of the same and will always be there, carrying the same beat as your heart. I am in my thirty’s and I believe it. At night when I try to sleep, but I can’t, that is when I know it. It is when all the pathways seem to connect and I see the people I have loved, and hated, and helped, and hurt. I see the hands that reach for me. I hear the beat and see and understand what I must do. I know my destiny and I know there is no turning away or turning back, and it is in those moments that I know that there is no end of things in the HEART. Instead I am dying inside, Any moment now I will never wake up to see my dreams come true. This is my last breath goodbye. But my HEART has no ending.
There is no end of things in the heart. Somebody once told me that, she said it came from a poem she believed in. She understood it to mean that if you took something to heart, really brought it inside those red velvet folds, then it would always be there for you. No matter what happened. It would be there waiting. She said this could mean a person, a place, a dream, a mission, anything that is sacred. She told me that it is all connected in those secrets folds ALWAYS. It is all part of the same and will always be there, carrying the same beat as your heart. I am in my thirty’s and I believe it. At night when I try to sleep, but I can’t, that is when I know it. It is when all the pathways seem to connect and I see the people I have loved, and hated, and helped, and hurt. I see the hands that reach for me. I hear the beat and see and understand what I must do. I know my destiny and I know there is no turning away or turning back, and it is in those moments that I know that there is no end of things in the HEART. Instead I am dying inside, Any moment now I will never wake up to see my dreams come true. This is my last breath goodbye. But my HEART has no ending.
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