Heart, River and the coin...

The fate of the dropped coin: The heart holds what the river hides...

“Where is my coin?” asked the voice.

“I dropped it in the great river.”

“Where you dropped your expectations in their heart,” came the reply...your expectations wrapped in emotions, sinking quietly beneath the flow.

Never visible again yet always present, resting somewhere in the depths. One day it may rise again, but not when you wish and not for the same self who once let it go.

So do not search for a coin lost in a river. The coin is now the river. And when your expectations bound in emotion fall into another’s heart, their fate lies with that heart, never with you.

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