at the bull's eye?
In the center of the matter?
Or possibly, far away in case, one misses
nothing will be injured?
Do you take a chance on love, do you give it open-handedly, is it a game, has it played its best hand in you? When you grab your arrows, your words, your actions, do you strive to strike the cord that will give way to music?
What arrows do you aim with your heart?
Aiming with love is the only arrow I want to have in my hand.
thankfully I have many lessons to help my aim and need to practice daily.
photo: At the train station in Marseille sit these (the one above is one of many,) large bronze statues, watching passengers come and go, I wonder how many hearts they have struck, how many miles their aims have journeyed? Do you know that somewhere someone is smiling at you? The arrow has been released.
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