I am not the pilot of my heart although I would like to be…….for where it goes often looks confused……and tangled to me…

…but the effort I exert to maneuver through the maze…..has always landed me in a place……where I am grateful my heart led the way….

I am not the pilot of my heart and that’s exactly how it’s supposed to be……for if I resorted to my will wouldn’t take long to see ……..

often I’m not sure what I want……and rarely what I need……rarely what I need…..

but my heart knows…….my heart knows…..

you steer

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