The veiled heart
Some hearts are bound to chains,
when years speak in tears refrains.
Catching love stories from a distance,
far reaching hearts that holds resistance.
That breath of tenderness so mysterious,
the ideal alone as deity delirious.
Concerning hearts that inspire it all,
attending spirits in magic befall.
The heart that is the medicine,
and answer to all imagine.
Journey of the heart towards bliss,
and goal that shall not miss.
The heart in the palm of the merciful,
veiled truth touching beautiful.
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https://robertrittel.blogspot.com Living virtualistic through myself. The road I wanted to follow choose me and I can see the cosmos to know itself. I remember only moments where my actions manifested the belief of my passion, choosing my next universe through what I have learned in this one. My fears got lost in dreams, sensing what needed to be done with no thinking. I believe in fairy tales, especially with dragons and how to tame them. I do not need any strange faith to worship that celestial brilliance. Dismissing everything what insults my soul and faithful in those small things, because it is in them where our strength is.
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