The Tender Heart

A Poem by Victoria Lynn Hall

Once you allow your heart to crystallize
   you've lost the game
The tender heart survives
   because it yields to the pain

You can't help but let the whole world in
   smell its blossoms 
   feel its thorns in your side
Allow its misery to get under your skin
   knowing you can't recover from
   that from which you hide

There is no wound that is not yours
   from fading scars
   to broken bones
To help the victims of rampant greed and wars
   you learn their struggles
   and make them your own

The tender heart endures
   the weight of every feeling
Suffering to find the cure
   to offer others healing
 

A self taught artist and creative entrepreneur, Victoria Lynn Hall lives in the Kansas City area with 4 spoiled cats. She believes in art and the magic of kindness.

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