Julian JP Lee

Where a person’s heart is, there they are.

Where a person is, their heart is often not.

A mother heads to work, but her heart

never leaves home. A politician heads to

parliament, but their heart is still with

those they serve and represent. A doctor 

arrives at his clinic. His patients come, 

speak with him, then leave. As they leave,

each of them carries his heart with them. 

A husband’s heart is always with his wife.

The beloved is always accompanied by 

the heart of their lover. Destroy the man,

but their heart lives on. Shame the woman

but her heart stands tall and dignified. 

Where a person’s heart is, there they are.

Where a person is, their heart is often not.

The cavities in our hearts are where blood

flows, and flows, the source of life.