The Indestructible Heart

The heart is this indestructible thing

You can’t fully destroy what you can not quite see,

You can bend it, you can break it

Into a thousand pieces you can shake it,

But love…this love that spurs from within

For whatever mystical reason will slowly mend,

The broken pieces that lay lost on the floor

Into a beautiful mosaic of more love than before,

Now there are three Greek words for love

Eros, Philia, and Agape which I will speak of,

Eros is that funny feeling of butterflies taking flight

It thrives on romantic evenings and passions that ignite,

It’s the flame in the heart that burns without control

It’s the fingers of love that reaches for the soul,

But Eros has a string attached to its toe

It flies as long as perception allows it to grow,

But once perception of love has been lost

Eros will vanish no matter the cost,

Philia is the name of friendships that are grown

A first encounter and the seed is sewn,

The soil is nutritious and the time seems right

For a friendship to sprout reaching for light,

Two become one through this chemical reaction

Of common interests that draw this attraction,

As times steady fingers keep turning this page

The years have gone by as we begin to age,

There are some that stick by for years to come

There are those that flicker with this flames faint hum,

Eros we find can’t be completely trusted

Neither can Philia for ties can be busted,

Words can be spilled like red wine on the floor

Purity is stained once pain touches the core,

Forgiveness becomes an act of a steady hand

Situation depending if we take our stand,

If we put our pride aside and open our hearts

A friend we may discover on this journey’s start,

And a friend we may keep as this flower forms

Into a beautiful creation that the heart transforms,

The third type of love is that of Agape

Who surpasses all forms that I have conveyed,

Under the depth of Agape’s sky

Eros and Philia’s will forever thrive,

Agape are the teachings of Christ our Lord

Who gave his own son for the sinners of the world,

It has no border no boundaries to be seen

It is free of sin and its presence pristine,

I see Agape of how our mother loves us so

It’s effortless, it’s painless, and continues to grow,

She has sacrificed her body, her life, and her will

When asked to give more, the cup she overfills,

I see Agape of how our father provides protection

It’s safety, its instinct it’s a natural reaction,

In times of fear he would grow fifteen feet tall

And take us in his arms no matter how big or small,

We learn Agape from how Our Father loves us so

This innate sense to give and so it grows,

So here are my words to you this day

That I cherish the love you give in God’s way,

This love that I speak of will never fade

Even after death, its way has been paved,

For this love has no border no boundaries to be seen

It is free of sin and its presence pristine…