To have a heart like mine is all kinds of feelings.
It is to know that
it’s not just logical to have a functional full-sized aortic pump.
To have a heart,
a human heart,
is a sense of care.
One that makes you feel
that emotion to be thankful
for the cool morning breeze
brushing away your hair.
That grace in your heart
is making you human, a good one.
For all I’ve known,
as humans we often oversee the feelings of another.
We are the most gifted species
in terms of resources.
IT IS us who do not have the desire to understand what the creatures of the other kind feel.
Some of us do,
and that truly makes us more human.
what another might feel,
with the expressions
and the eyes
and the little gestures.
But to come together and help one another in this world.
It’s something else.
To learn the joy to watch
the setting sun paint the sky red.
Or when the summer sun
forms a mirage on the empty roads.
Or when a small canopy
slips that Tyndall scattering.
Or when the lil droplets
form a rainbow.
What more magic do we need to witness
to be able to believe in it
on this very planet?
To feel the magic of love.
And to feel the reality of love.
That makes you feel lighter
than your body and floats you afar.
To see through appearances and
appreciate the beauty of the soul.
To see the spirits that scream
the similar colors as of yours.
To feel what it’s like to lose yourself into another.
And to learn, how the presence of another
can lighten up your world in the blink of an eye.
To feel how much more to life there is,
and above all
It’s truly a thrilling game.
And to know you have a heart
that is prepared to feel so much,
that might need a hand
to be written down
is truly to have a poet’s heart.