My Heart

My heart was the Earth.

The Earth for all to live

To love and to be loved

My heart was also a child.

A child of love and naivety

Not to deceive, but to be deceived.

My heart stood shattered.

Still beautiful, still loved

But shattered and caged within its own pieces.

My heart stood as glass.

Newly repaired and beautiful

One must tread lightly for when it’s broke, its shards would cut like knives

My heart is the medicine.

The medicine to heal

So people can heal and be healed

My heart is the wisdom.

The prevention of destructive mistakes

To teach others its love and knowledge to save hearts from their own destruction.