The external world matters little to the heart.
After all it is how you feel and what you experience that matters,
not the things that are supposed to be able to bring those experiences.
The heart needs no other to feel love,
no physical miracles to feel magic.
It needs only freedom and room to soar
and perhaps a smile.
Isn’t it the mind that tells that heart
it must have something “real” to love?
Is there a difference between loving a teddy bear and a man?
Ask any young child. They will tell you the truth.
Still, sometimes the heart needs help to find his wings.
The love of another may help us to find those wings
but it is certain that our wings are always there,
waiting, longing to fly.
Monday, February 18, 2008
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9 comments:
The external world matters little to the soul as well...I really find value in these words...almost as if sometimes love is out of our hands...sometimes when others love it is not in the control of all...
As for reality in love...who holds definitive answers. I know I don't even come close...
Enreal,
Yes, the soul is probably even less interested in the external world.
Love, like everything else, must be subject to many kinds of influences, but under favorable circumstances the right kind of effort can send the heart soaring.
The other day I was amazed at how a small thing like allowing my heart to know what it knows had such a powerful magical effect.
I still have some teddy bears that I feel love for.
:)
I still have my teddy bear too.
I am refreshed by your poem. You have expressed what I often feel.
I can relate to it. Sometimes we held our heart close because we are scared. Our heart and feelings is a fragile thing.
Hello Becky,
Yes, somehow we must protect it, but not lock it away. But I think that there is a way.
Hello Bob,
Have you got a picture of your Teddy Bear?
No. It has only one eye and has lost most of its fur.
Bob,
Then it must be almost real by now. :)
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