Please don’t break my heart,
It might not take another round of beating.
My large heart had holes in it that took years to heal,
I almost thought it wouldn’t, but sure enough, I find that resilience is in my lifeblood.
I thought that it had nearly depleted all of its loving energy, that it was almost lifeless, a rock more than a heart.
But I find it blossoming into a fine flower of spring, ready to feel again, ready to give.
Maybe this heart is a strong heart after all, a heart of a stag rather than that of a sheep.
Maybe it can withstand much the trial and pain and come out whole, even if a little tarnished.
Perhaps I’m stronger than I think and can endure much the heart ache and still heal from it, coming out stronger than before.
If so, then my heart is ready to take on this challenge, this new chapter of life.
For I know that whatever may happen, I will be stronger on the other side.
© 2019 Sarah E. Sturgis


