The Heart

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by coowikie

by coowikie

The heart,
The heart is fragile
Without anything physically touching it
It can experience more pain than a broken leg or a cut in the flesh
In one moment it can feel joy, and in the next severe sadness
From the loss of a pet
To the loss of a friend
To missing someone dearly
To betrayal
To being forgotten
To being rejected
To loving someone to the point of hopelessness
To the death of a loved one.
How one such organ, barred behind a cage,
Has the power to bring anyone down to nothing!
And it lingers.
Oh the pain... that dull kind of pain, it lingers.
And the heaviness...
Heavier than a mountain.
Overwhelmed by dryness
Like that of a desert
Empty dunes of sand under the dry hot sun that go on and on
With no end in sight
No direction to follow
Nothing to do
But wait...
And wait for it to pass
The heart
It tightly contracts into itself
Becoming smaller than a raisin.

But then comes hope
Love comes
A good word
That turns it all around!
All that heaviness of the mountain is lifted and the pain transformed into pure joy
A burst of light emits from within
Combined with rich flavours never tasted before!
What's lighter than light?
The chest, overtaken by joy
Like that of a mighty rushing river that overflowed after long days of rain
It's an energetic storm that the cage can no longer contain.
The heart
It expands
Becoming a size larger than the sun.

Mountains can be moved
Love can be redeemed
Relationships restored
Life can be a pleasure
Strangers can be helped
And pets be petted
Cheerful songs can be sung
And gifts be given!
How one such fleshly component has the power to create wonders in life
And also bring to one's soul the drought of a desert full of despair
Such a mystery,
No one understands,
But we all speak this language fluently.
Oh, the heart
The mysteriously fragile heart.