Heart Speak.


Heart Speak.

There are
Words for
Life.

And there are
Words for
Death.

Words for
Every
Occasion.

Yet, the heart of
My being
Knows that
Authentic
Words are only
Formed by
Listening.

Oh, I may
Scream with
Ego at
The injustice
Until
Only
Ringing is
Heard.

I may block
My ears from
Lies until
All I
Hear is
My own
Breath.

I may
Drown
Out
The noise
With noise
And that
Noise with
More noise
Until
The only
Thing
Left is
A competition of
His noise
Their noise
Her noise
And
Life’s noise.

Noise is
Distraction.

No, I
Need to
Just listen
Even if
It’s to
A lie or
The horror of
Injustice or
The noise of
The daily
Grind.

I need
To hear it—
To know
The authentic—
To peel away
The untruth from
The grasp of
Empty words
Trying to
Fill up on
The last bit of
Meaningfulness
In
Every
Word
In
Existence

To strive
To Hear so
When I
Speak I
Mean
It in
My listening.

I mean it
With
The authenticity of
Being alive of
Living
The truth of
Loving
Those around
Me of
Not deceiving or
Polluting our
Communication of
Trusting
These words of
Hearing
What is
Said in
The knowing of
Real
Words.

What is said is real.

So
Quiet down ego.

This is heart speak.

This is
The filter
Through which
Soul and
Mind meet.

This is
Stillness of
Words.

This is
The connection
To life
Itself.

This is
The higher
Order of
Living.

This is
Words
Dissected by
Heart.

This is
Transcending of
Sound of
Vocal cue.

This is
A pause on
What I
Think.

This is
Words felt.

This is me.

Listening.

To you.

Not a sound.

Heart Speak.
CL Feb 2015

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