The Hearth of Love

It is the resting place of love
The cradle of kindness and emotions
The birthplace of bitter pains, awful anger and joyful cheers
The purest amongst God's creations
We don't own it but we surely appreciate having it
Having the gift of expressing sensations more precious than anything else in this world
Being able to rejoice in the most joyful events in our treks of lives
To be frightened in the darkest days of our existence
To be brave in the most challenging moments in our everyday life
To be humbled in the most down-to-earth situations
And to feel how it is to love and be loved
Of how a mother caresses her young child
Of how an angry father regrets to spank his son or daughter for doing bad yet still did it
Of how an elder brother protects his poor little sister from teasers
Of how a deeply in loved person cries for the lost of his loved ones
And of how a courageous man have the guts to hold his woman's hand for the first time
So the heart really is, the hearth of love.