I put a hole in my heart.

I put a hole in my heart.

I knew my limits.

I knew I couldn't bear All the Love.

Else I'd float away.

I needed the right level of buoyancy.

I didn't know why, but I knew something was missing.

I see now.

Sometimes, we need to adorn the darkness in order to share the Light.

What's the point of having it all to yourself?

The more the merrier!

But to get to the ones whose hands are held high,

To get to the ones stuck deep, deep below,

To answer the call, I had to go lower.

So I put a hole in my heart.


Now what!?

I'm here.

We're all here.

How can I help?

Give me a hand, ya?