Perfect Heart

I wonder if there's ever a perfect heart.

If there's ever a heart that has no cracks, no scratch, no leaks.

Has God created such a heart, ever at all?

Is Adam's heart unscathed, the moment he turned from soil to life?

Is Eve's heart complete the moment she got the bone of her other part?

Are our hearts perfect the moment we open our eyes to this never ending world of blood and agony?

Where, tell me where, did all the broken pieces go?

The road seems clean.
The faces seem calm.

But I keep hearing the sound of shatters.