Follow your heart

Marina Eugenie di Cervini (2024)

Marina E. di Cervini is a distinguished writer, documentary producer, speaker, lawyer, and coach, with a career spanning over three decades. Her work explores themes of love, identity, resilience, and humanity’s intricate connection to the world, blending timeless storytelling with universal truths. Her debut in the trilogy, FOLLOW YOUR HEART, introduces Françoise de Chambord, a heroine of remarkable depth and courage. Set against a rich tapestry of cultural and emotional landscapes, this luminous tale examines the delicate balance between personal desires and destiny, inviting readers into a journey of profound self-discovery. The journey continues in Marina’s second book, "MY WAY", and concludes with the powerful "THE PRESIDENT’S ADVISER", both of which deepen her exploration of resilience, leadership, and the enduring pursuit of purpose. Marina E. di Cervini’s storytelling is a celebration of the human spirit, offering readers a profound connection to life’s most essential truths.

THUS, IT MUST BE LOVE

“Morning broke gently, as if painted by a delicate hand. The scent of freshly brewed coffee mingled with the stillness, weaving a quiet intimacy that only dawn could bring. The pages of a well-loved book lay open before me, words whispering secrets of times long past. My pen hovered over the diary, caught between the present and the weight of emotions longing to be expressed”.

Thus, it must be love—a tender, fleeting flame,

A melody spun from the fabric of dreams.

Restless yet gentle, it lingers on the edge of thought,

Whispering truths where silence once held sway.

Like sunlight tracing shadows on a waking wall,

It is both fragile and eternal,

A promise unspoken, yet deeply known.

Feelings once forged in stone now yield to time’s caress,

And scattered leaves murmur stories long forgotten.

I, unaware of love’s deft hand,

Awoke to its rhythm in the quiet warmth of a morning cup—

An ache, a joy, a binding thread.

Let us inscribe it, I whispered to the dawn,

For love, like the first breath of day,

Must never fade from memory.