By Leonardo Rodriguez Carrion

The heart may flicker, the fire inside may dwindle, but do not let the flame ever extinguish. Even if it must be brought back from the ashes of the cinders surrounding the embers outside the battlefield, outside the erected walls and fortress created to protect what was once precious, the beautiful heart, the beauty of love. Let the walls open, let the doors be seen so they can at least be politely knocked if nothing else. Life will pass on; people will grow old and die, but the heart will always remain. The spirit, the flesh, the mind, those will never forget quite unlike the heart. A big heart deserves its best. May they all be blessed and fortunate to share and have what is needed, for the world is never without enough of those to go around. Pass it along, do your best. Do no harm to them, please. For they are too sensitive and pure. The time of the seasons are upon us. Let love live, let love ring true, and let love be the truest in any human interaction.