Silent Hearts
 
To know without knowing
To discern without discerning
To taste without tasting
To dance without dancing
 
Silent hearts live in secret caves
Finding pleasure under ordinary rocks
Casting out popular sentiment
With their mystifying inherent rules
 
They dance without being told to dance
They dance because they are dancers
They love without being told to love
They love because they are lovers
 
Passion is not a book to be read
But a feeling to be felt
It is not a dream to run after
But a dream that became a body
A body that lives in the heart
 
An ode to that mystifying body
An ode to that overwhelming passion
An ode to that secret kept secret
An ode to that silent heart
That knows it all

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