I know it's beating,
pouring out blood to trillions of cells,
to every atom of my existence, since I exist
This is my life
I can feel it intensely
It has a sound of beating faster, slower
A magnificent machine
Science fails to unfold the mystery
The mystery of its power of beating
It's beating, keeping me alive,
feeding the atoms of my cells,
fueling me, my life
A human life without heart is a myth
A heart without life is nobody
I can feel the life when it beats,
Once it stops, I am dead
Note: This poem has been published in the poetry anthology titled 'Voice of Monarch Butterflies' (July 15,2016) from USA. p.58-59
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem