Beating heart

What breathes life into this being?

Love, in all it’s facets.

Design of the still, and racing, completely integrated in the breathing.
Beating heart, you are the art. It is in your rhythm that my melody is written.

In your faceless self, I peer. Fear is gone. You are always near.

What joy is mine!

While these sails are full, this wind can carry me wherever they please. You are blowing my sails within and without.
Throughout this journey, this I know, without a doubt.

Atul Ranchod

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