Two Hearts, One Rhythm

The day is done. The lights are low. We are lying down, soft and still... Let us rest here for a while.

I place one hand on my chest. I place my other hand on you, little one. My belly feels warm under my palm.

At first, my heart is busy. It still carries the rush of the day. Thump-thump, thump-thump... a little fast, a little loud.

So let us breathe in, slow and easy... and breathe out, long and soft. Again... in... and out...

Slowly, my heart starts to listen. Thump... thump... thump... Now it is slow, like a big drum far away. Deep and round and steady.

Two hearts, one rhythm.

Now let us think of your heart, little one. It is tiny, and it is quick. Tip-tip-tip-tip... like light rain on a leaf. Like small feet running out to play.

My heart is slow. Your heart is quick. But they are not apart. They are dancing together.

Can you see it? My big, slow drum keeps the time. Thump... thump... Your quick little drum skips all around it. Tip-tip-tip... tip-tip-tip...

It is like a dance in the courtyard. Mumma sways gently from side to side. Tiny feet twirl round and round her. Nobody falls out of step.

Two hearts, one rhythm.

Let us stay in this dance a little longer... My hand on my chest feels my slow heart. My hand on you feels warm and full. Between my two hands, there is so much love.

Even on busy days, our dance goes on. Quietly, all day and all night, our two hearts keep each other company.

Breathe in... and breathe out...

Thump... tip-tip... thump... tip-tip...

Two hearts, one rhythm.

We do not need to do anything now. We only need to rest and listen. The night is quiet. The room is warm. And deep inside, two hearts keep dancing... one slow, one quick... together.