One calls the Heart

It’s not a matter of where one comes fromtumblr_mgdn8k4LSc1qlr3ufo1_1280

But rather where the heart belongs
Years of residing in such a place
Longing for something besides empty space
The heart was planted where it has begun
Forever shall stand, being guarded by none
Searching for places it may never go
A hunger to find a home to grow
One will return to the place he comes from
For the love in the heart is the one only home.

October 3, 2011
11:53 am

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Author: © Алёна Комарова (Alëna S.)

Stories grow old and maybe they're true. You have a story as well as I do. Some may be simple and some may change lives. So why don't you look and see what you'll find. These are the stories inside my mind. Which may be realities of beauty and time. Some maybe stories of other lives. Mysteries painted, not all disguised. Please rate and enjoy my own little blog. Keep your dreams alive and don't forget to look. Honesty's good but don't be too hard of a critic. Say what you'd like 'cause I sure would love to hear it! E S T A B L I S H E D • 2 0 0 9

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