Never underestimate your heart…
Hasn’t it always found a way?
Warning you at the sight of the first storm cloud…
Carrying you to the lifting brightness
Tell me of some of your great battles…
I see you still have some scars…
When you share them, they grow fainter and fainter…
The battle cries less audible in the crisp, clean air.
Your heart is what defines who you are…
Not your gestures, nor your looks…
Your life is built in bewildering combinations…
And only your heart can understand them all.
This world is like great, shifting dunes…
Everyday being a new and different landscape…
We can hide from the dirt and the bite…
Or run like a child with our plastic pail and shovel.
Let’s together climb all the way to the top…
Challenge the changing sands…
There is only one way to solve any difficulty…
Follow your heart!
I love you,
Annie

