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Once upon a time there was a heart,
that lived together in one small
Village with others heart and souls.
When the heart was born a long time ago
and started second by second
hit, it always had one wish.
To receive love and to give love.
It often felt alone, but could not and could not be alone,
and so it happened that the heart got more and more small scars.
Scars from disappointments and injuries.
The scars got bigger and bigger and their own wishes and needs were put further and further behind. Trust was just a word and no longer a coherent feeling, as it should be
One morning the heart decided to go looking for what it had always longed for. Even if it is hard for the heart to believe that such a thing really exists, there was something in it that bears the name Hope and gave it strength and courage to start the journey.
Days and nights came and went.
The heart had several travel companions on their journey, one piece
This included self-doubt, loneliness and low self-esteem.
It was just before the sun set on the horizon when the heart turned into a forest
came. It stopped and listened to the silence.
Suddenly it felt like something
warm and familiar, by its
Ventricles flowed. A feeling that
didn’t know it like that before. It was a
"To have finally arrived"
It heard a special tune that only one
other heart can play. Suddenly was
everything so light and beautiful. It looked around
to find out where the melody came from.
On the top right on a hill she saw a light shining, a light full of warmth
That’s where the heart wanted to go. To get there, the heart must be in the forest and then right up to the hill.
When the heart started to run, a head came towards her and asked where it wanted to go. When the heart said this, the head offers to accompany her.
Gullible as it was in the heart, it thought nothing of it and agreed.
The head, however, wanted nothing more than the heart of the beautiful one
He got his heart into a conversation and distracted it, so that they ran past the junction and came deeper and deeper into the forest. Away from the heart tune and the warm and familiar.
When the heart realized that it no longer felt the familiar and it was getting colder again, the head said goodbye and left the heart alone again.
Grief and loneliness returned. So that it didn’t have to be alone, the heart made its way back home.
This story was written and provided by: Bernd Hesselbach
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