My heavy heart

She understands that her feelings are her own and they cannot be changed without her agreeing to it.
She understands that we are all unfolding into our own perfection on the various paths in life that we are on.
She understands how to care for the hateful. She knows that they most of all require love.
She understands that truth is not without its lofty burdens and treads carefully in accordance with trust.
She does not understand the willfully haughty, irresponsible and ignorant. The selfish and disrespectful with purpose are a mystery to her and yet....she cares.
My heavy heart is not stone. She is not cold but she has damage. Her strength is in her understanding and its in that understanding that she survives. Her ache is the call to action.