i put my hearts in a jar and placed them
on the shelf above my bed,
saving them for the One who deserves them.

Even in the wilderness
I can feel the calmness of the
Wind as you lead me to
The river to take a sip of eternal life.

Invisible hearts hide the most pain
and visible hearts bleed the most in
front of a crowd of by-passers who can’t
see their blood pouring out.
Instead, their beating hearts become bleeding hearts thirsting for life, hoping for someone to give it.

You’re my oxygen.
without you I cease to exist.