Our Wild Hearts
Your heart, I hear your heart. Beating there within your chest. Stop and rest, and listen to your heart. It beats so rapidly. I cannot comprehend how something so wild and fast can make us so calm and steady. A wild nature runs through our blood and in our veins. Yet we sustain our calm demeanor. We weren't meant to stay here, living in slow motion. Wild blood flows through our body, and a wild heart pumps in our chests. Don't let us rest. Let us live. Listen to your heart. And live.
Written 10.21.09 @ 11:06 PM