How can you describe something that makes your heart sing? Like everything comes alive inside of you. Like the light comes flooding into a dark room. Like the air smells after a heavy rain. Like the warmth of a sunray on your skin. Like your soul is having a feast. Like when you smile without realising it. And you want to dance and jump to the music inside your head. Even if nobody else hears it. Even if nobody else understands. You do. And they will too. When that light spills over, once it touches their lives.
This is how it feels when your heart sings. Intimate. Joyful. Genuine. Alive.
This is my heart.
Thank you Moira and Conni. Forever thank you.