by: Rebecca Taylor

How quickly perspectives change

Our minds tell us we belong with one sort of person

But heart’s reactions tell us otherwise

Then comes analyzing questions

Some based on fear

Others trying to find the logic

Truth is love is not analytical

But passionate

Based on trust and faith.

 

Moments of joy based on balance

Like two kayakers paddling in harmony to stay afloat

Pointed in the right direction

When things begin to go askew

They can be corrected.

 

Words said but not understood

Non comprehension at what was uttered

Sometimes we must look past the words to find the meaning

Protection comes in many forms

Hearts and minds have shields of armour

Sometimes it is the tongue, sharp witted like a blade

That slices the pain or shifts the blame.

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