live, and let live

ever so often, i meet someone with a beautiful heart. still, it amazes me all the time. to stay untainted and pure in all we happily soak ourselves in is, undoubtedly, not easy indeed.

i ask myself, why? how is it they managed to encase a heart in such strong gold, unharmed from the bitter cold, thunderstorms and everything else threatening to wreck its fragile existence? they live free, love free - literally. they ask for nothing in return. time, is of no factor. selflessness is happiness. forgiveness comes naturally. they appreciate, understand and encourage. their hearts can be so innocent, yet unwaivered.

then i mock at my own. while theirs are wrapped in layers and layers of goodness accumulated over the years, mine is like an ancient stone, weathered and losing its layers. its strength is described in an entirely different sense. already ugly as i am, having such a heart is just but a mockery. im not even exposed to the worst yet. this heart, will only reduce further.

its always unfathomable, the process of encasing vs weathering. both happen all the time, but it takes a mighty effort to make it go one way. or perhaps, its just effortless for some people.

gold is always more attractive. the shining one amidst the dull ones. it's easy to pick out from the rest. i understand the rationale and im sure you did too. that explains singling out the one golden heart among all your friends. they're infectious; you naturally grow gold layers being around those who have them. a bid to save an ailing heart?

and so i will live and let live. choose your golden heart, and learn.