A heart is a heavy burden.

A heart is a heavy burden as we soon learn through our ever advancing life.

When we are young it cries out to the poor butterfly threatened by the car wind shield. for the poor kitty stuck in a tree. the lost teddy that we so dearly cling to.

We grow a little older and it is attracted to new things. we form bonds with best friends and pieces of beeping metal, not sure of which one means more. little fair gold fish named bubbles won after endless throws. rodents of all kinds, cats, and dogs. which are soon forgotten until gone.

we reach our teen age years and a new infatuation for the heart arises. the opposite sex. once thought of having cooties or being just plain gross, are now things of lust and passion. hormones. or for some they can even become best friends.

we mature a little more and our heart, still looking at the now very strange creatures, sees a new idea. it finds that the feelings it has felt before have been leading up to this moment. all the past was training. problems are solved and created faster than can be processed. it feels at peace when it is there, but it never seems to stay long enough. it then spirals toward a state of dismay and confusion.

the heart which once seemed to be a toy is now broken. however not unrepairable. it is found that, now more than ever it's load is almost unbearable. then, the very thing that broke it. held it so highly and dropped it with out a care. it has come back. but it is in a new form. it looks the same. feels the same. something is different though. it decides to let it stay awhile. though ever cautiously, the idea is let slowly back in.

the idea now has a permanent home in the heart. the mysterious aspect of it resolved. new problems arise and fall. they don't matter. the home formed is impenetrable. the idea is permanent.


A heart is a heavy burden as we have learned through our ever advancing lives. the idea is it usual resolution, for others Azrael is their only hope.

this idea. this resolution. is indeed love. when it holds the heart for the final and true time. when the connection is made ands two are forever bonded. oh how the burden is lifted. oh how the weight is disintegrated. oh how love is found.