2025-05-22-1
I Keep Following My Heart
I keep following my heart—
not because it always knows the way,
but because it never lies.
It speaks in quiet pulses,
in the hush between thoughts,
where truth breathes untouched.
I keep it pure—
washed in silence,
bathed in intention,
guarded like a flame in the wind.
The world pulls,
with hands of noise and glitter,
offering shortcuts to somewhere else.
But my heart—
it beats only toward what is real.
It stumbles, yes.
It breaks, sometimes.
But never bends
to anything less than love.
I don’t follow it to be right—
I follow it to be whole.
To be rooted in something
no one else can name for me.
I keep following my heart,
not because it’s easy,
but because it’s mine.
And I keep it pure—
because without that,
I would lose my way
and forget the sound of home.
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