It’s been wounded, its been hurt !
It cherishes scars of it’s battles and defeats
It weeps for it has died a million deaths
Yet it beats
Yet it melts
For its my heart …my precious wealth !
A wise one recently told me “The heart has to break for the nectar to come out’. This statement has made a deep impression on my life. It is indeed a painful process however the truth of life. Right this moment I hear it break and feel the pain but have the faith that some day soon I will understand and see the nectar too.