The heart speaks

 the heart does not tell stories

 but speaks without words

 of the bliss that lives on through 

 all changing states

 of the love that knows no boundaries

 like the sky is everlasting

 stretching forever and existing nowhere

 like the shoreless ocean touches nothing but itself 

 and the sun kisses sweet warmth on each cheek

 without discrimination 

 

 the heart speaks of you in the true state

 the unborn perfection 

 of which all stories can be spun

 and all of creation can rise to be enjoyed

 from this deep earth of the soul

 loaded with potential

 the garden of life springs in it's wonder

 for all to enter into with joy

 

 the heart speaks of itself

 in silence

 within it's essence is the song of autumn

 spring, summer and winter

 all in one

 the sweetest nectar of each phase of life

 brought forward in ONE moment

 the sweetest sorrow

 the sweetest joy

 the sweetest ache

 the sweetest delight

 the sweetest fruit of every experience

 ever lived and beyond that 

 is wrapped in the song of silence

 that the heart speaks of