Sometimes my heart is a rock–hard, impenetrable, safe from abuse, except for that tiny hole that no one sees.
Sometimes my heart is a pear–a skin so thin, so vulnerable that the core lies soft right next to the hardness of life.
Sometimes my heart is a rubber band–stretched here and there, bending, not breaking, but stressed to the point of pain, feeling as if to snap.
Sometimes my heart is broken in bits–seemingly unmendable pieces, pouring out tears and prayers and shouts in the night.
And sometimes my heart begs to be held, begs to be mended with God-songs and promises and forever hopes that soar through open windows on eagle’s words–golden in the middle of the raging.
A p r o n h e a d -- Lilly Green 
Love this. Very fine work.
Thank you!
I love this one
HUGS
Thanks–it’s close to my “heart.” 🙂
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This is wonderful!
Thanks so much!
This is your lovely, heartfelt side Lilly. Beautiful.
Thank you. The eagle part is a bit esoteric, but it was based on a dream I had where an eagle talked to me. It was one of those powerful moments that are not just based on indigestion. 🙂
Beautifully said and expressing so much so simply. Lovely.
Thanks, Susan. Who knew one heart could feel so many ways. ~Sigh~
i really like this one. thanks. 🙂
I’m glad you like it. Thanks.
Lilly – these gorgeous photos and posts (funny AND inspirational) deserve to be compiled and published!! It would make a lovely devotional, a book that everyone can enjoy and would make a terrific Christmas gift!! Has the thought ever crossed your mind?
Yes, it has. It is a very competitive market in publishing, but I have considered self-publication.
Sweet!! Keep us posted – I would buy one (or more)!!
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Recycling……………….
I can identify with this!
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Wow, this is so GOOD. Thanks for sharing what many of us feel.
Thanks. And I don’t know why I didn’t pick up that rock from the beach. It was a very cool heart-shaped rock with a hole in it. I guess I was too tired by then to add weight to my sac. 🙂
I’d have had to go back for it–way cool rock.
The ocean probably got it again or some other beach comber less tired than I.
Beautiful! The heart knows what it wants!
Thanks. Yes!
very nice
Thank you!