Heart

Have you ever had so many things change at once that, in a single reflection, you realize you have no idea how you got here? And you’re not even sure yet where here is. You’re just sure that’s it’s not somewhere you’ve been before. The only thing that’s familiar is the sound of your own heart. And that’s the only thing you can really work to protect because all else feels undefined, perhaps as it always was yet not so obviously. And so you protect it. Not by covering it, or closing it, or cutting it off. You protect it by keeping it warm, tending to that fire day and night. Because that is what it all comes down to. How big is your heart. And the answer to that question might just be what gives meaning to everything that’s happened, and gives shape to everything to come.

©️ Cristen Writes