Wearing ones heart on their sleeves apparently is one I’ll have to review.
It appears to give license for others to treat your heart like a football…worse still a rugby ball!
With disdain and disrespect!
‘Guess I’ll keep it tucked away like everyone else!
Hidden in fear and distrust.
Anger and betrayal.
Guarded from one another…
Guess that’s why mine as been so brutally and cruelly treated.
Off! the sleeves it goes…to be tucked away too.
Upon my sleeves…. Never!
Truly never!
She speaks, that sage of old Wisdom…. Nobody gave you that heart that is beautiful and kind, so they don’t know how to treat it with respect…
Only the one who gave it can….so, close your eyes and let them fill with tears. Then put your hand in your chest and literally take it out and hand it to the Lover of Your Soul for safekeeping….as it stays tucked in Him
