The heart has its codes and its cravings, it is the kingdom of feelings and the realm of life and it is the mystery and the unknown that feeds its veins and run the blood through its layers. When fascination strikes our being, we get intrigued and helplessly try to know why we feel that attraction or admiration to that person of all the rest but it is in vain, it is the not knowing that makes us attached and connected to someone.
When someone touches the chords of your inner music and plays your tunes, you cannot but dance to the symphony and rejoice in its melody through the open channels of the soul that catches the same frequency in an ever changing station.
It is the gazing into each other’s soul; it is the purest and highest expression of an individual and is not bound by physical appearance or ephemeral emotions.
Many times we feel a certain bond with another being and we start running our fingers through the many luring cords of sensation in an attempt to feel their fabrics and try to define it.
That hidden thread that ties us to another heart is magical, it fills us up with satisfaction and joy of their presence, and we feel them through the distance they capture our ethereal entities and unite with its dust and they become occupied and no longer alone.
When we are linked to someone, we need not to speak a language with words, we need no messengers of our thoughts, desires and fears, the heart speaks directly to that other heart and they engage in long conversations that they only can utter.
When the dance of romance floats in the air of liberty and the sacred spaces that make two hearts go apart and come together again in a breathing kind of relationship , there is no way on earth rot or decay can take over, but rather wild life where they can run free together apart in celebration of love and life.
When those cords do not hold us hostage but rather join and unite us, they are heavenly cords that can detach us from all devilish suffocating togetherness that sucks freedom out of us and throw us in the prison of ownership that is futile since no one ever owns anyone even if they are as one.
Unconditional love is the greater love of all, know when to be there and when to leave, when to hold and when to fold, and never forget that the most precious gift you can offer to those you love is independence…Beware not to pull the cord too hard for you might cut it , just keep it loose and enjoy the bond...
Lina Hanna Hanna.
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