She gently placed her heart on the ground.
She prayed and wished it wouldn't grow down.
But the heart had known something else,
And turned around for a different chance.
It grew cold and white, very dark and little light.
The child had not expected this merciless might,
And so cried and leaped into the fright.
When she had placed her heart to choose,
She had thought it wouldn't turn blue.
But now she saw what wasn't meant,
And turned around for a different chance.
Jul 13, 2016
Jul 13, 2016 at 2:08 PM UTC
She gently placed her heart on the ground.
She prayed and wished it wouldn't grow down.
But the heart had known something else,
And turned around for a different chance.
It grew cold and white, very dark and little light.
The child had not expected this merciless might,
And so cried and leaped into the fright.
When she had placed her heart to choose,
She had thought it wouldn't turn blue.
But now she saw what wasn't meant,
And turned around for a different chance.
My heart is at ease knowing that what was meant for me will never miss me, and that what misses me was never meant for me. - Imam al-Shafi'i
