Midi - Listen To Your Heart

One day a young man was standing in the middle
of the town
proclaiming that he had the most beautiful heart
in the whole valley.
A large crowd gathered and they all admired his
heart for it was perfect.
There was not a mark or a flaw in it.

Yes, they all agreed it truly was the most beautiful
heart they had ever seen.
The young man was very proud and boasted more
loudly about his beautiful heart.

Suddenly, an old man appeared at the front of the
crowd and said...
"Why your heart is not nearly as beautiful as mine."
The crowd and the young man looked at the old
man's heart.

It was beating strongly, but full of scars, it had
places where pieces had been removed and
other pieces put in, but they didn't fit quite right
and there were several jagged edges. In fact
there were deep gouges where whole
pieces were missing.

The people stared --
How can he say his heart is more beautiful,
they thought?

The young man looked at the old man's heart and
saw its state and laughed.

"You must be joking," he said. "Compare your
heart with mine,
mine is perfect and yours is a mess of scars
and tears."
"Yes," said the old man, "yours is perfect looking
but I would trade with you.

You see, every scar represents a person to who
I have given my love - I tear out a piece of my heart
and give it to them, and often they give me a piece
of their heart, which fits into the empty place in
my heart.
But because the pieces aren't exact, I have some
rough edges, which I cherish, because they remind
me of the love we shared.

Sometimes I have given pieces of my heart away,
and the
other person hasn't returned a piece of his heart
to me.
These are the empty gouges -- giving love is taking
a chance.
Although these gouges are painful, they stay open,
reminding me of and I hope
some day they may return and fill the space
I have waiting.
"So now do you see what true beauty is?"

The young man stood silently with tears running
down his cheeks.
He walked up to the old man, reached into his
perfect young and beautiful heart, and ripped
a piece out.
He offered it to the old man with trembling hands.

The old man took his offering, placed it in his heart
and then took a piece from his old scarred heart
and placed it in the wound in the young man's heart.

It fitted, but not perfectly, as there were some
jagged edges.
The young man looked at his heart, not perfect
any more but more beautiful than ever, since
love from the old man's heart flowed into his.

They embraced and walked away side by side.
Author Unknown

Thank you so much *Whisper* for sending this
to me.