What the heart knows it reveals without any second thoughts for it does not weigh its words. The heart never babbles, it speaks passionately for it speaks the truth.
The heart speaks to a calm mind, to an honest voice, to a confident cry. The heart speaks fluently and soulfully.
Powerful enough to move mountains, the heart often uses poems to express, to highlight, to show what the eyes cannot see, to declare and vanquish weaklings who betray humanity.
I am thinking of you and your skylark song, cor cordium, you listened to your heart then and we are listening to you since.
Cor Cordium is Latin for ‘Heart of Hearts’; it is the inscription written on Percy Bysshe Shelley’s grave to whom I dedicate this piece.
- The Poet, The Sound
- The Child, The Feminine, The God
- The Sun, The Moon, The Earth
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