Ladies and gentlemen, from the deepest of roots, this heart is firmly in love. The magic spell bewitching my poor heart runs deep. This heart is now resolved and unshaken. My grandfather once told me that even the blind know when they are naked. And I learned from my grandmother that only those who get to be truly seen can relish in the sweetest joys of the unseen; it is never a quest for fame. As you can see, this heart is openly confessing without shame.

They told me that I am lost. Who cares? My heart is blind anyway. It is their loss that they don't see the vision. As for this heart, it is full of light and life. It is all smiles in the day, and all sunshine in the night. The heart sees only one way; love, love, love, and love. There is absolutely no way out for this blind heart. It is loving with its sight obscured behind a thick brown curtain. I guess it is all part of the play, one character leads and the other follows. The mind surrenders to the will of the heart. It is reminded by the heart that there is more to this phase than what meets the eye. There is peace.

They say that roads have ends. But this heart doesn't know that at this moment! Everything feels infinite. Why would it even consider or acknowledge the possible existence of something that dreadful? This heart hopes. It hopes for heaven. And not the imaginable place in the sky. The reality it wishes for knows no next, only the infinity of the moment. At the moment, the path looks clear as day. The heart wakes up everyday to the soothing ride of this heavenly carousel.

This heart found its match amongst the billions of hearts. What a godsend luck! It feels unimaginably rich in sweet emotions. Oh sweet lord of love, what more can my poor loving heart ask for! It is swimming in abundance. Save your thought for the mindless and the heartless, this ship is never sinking. Tell you what, requited affection balances the scale. Can you see how stable I am? It is because this heart found its match.

© Ommie