Heart's language
If the heart, knew not ,the language of love, what would it say?
In those ever dwindling heartbeats , would any meaning stay?
The mechanical motion to pump blood in and out,
Would those many,many thumping beats,count?
Would each beat that flutters or swells,
Count as a moment lived, as well?
Perhaps it is well that the heart understands the language of love,
To fill each beat, of this life, with the possibility of joy from above.
--shubha
