Sights and Silencers.

I wonder if the language of the heart can be grasped entirely by a so-called "educated person"

it would probably take a school of magic to teach the educated mind how to discern the heart's rhythmical dialogue

perhaps you'll get a letter from Hogwarts

signed sealed and delivered 

right at your doorstep. 

As the dew drops drop willingly beneath the crusty ground 

I drown myself in the un-fathomable realm of imagination

the rays of the sun blast through those drops as they descend from thick condensed clouds

and in that instant,

I send A rainbow right above you on your gloomy day. 

A few sprinkle of colors bundled in a spectrum to brighten your day. 

I wonder why Heaven comes without any observation

nevertheless

some people's heaven is other people's hell. 

Time is flipping life's story to a new page

Mind Elevation is the new chapter but the Soul often lingers in utter darkness

brisk walks in nature with my bare feet soaking up the dew in the grass conceals my darkness.

In this cosmic marriage,

being immobile is a colossal error. 

I'll write to the four winds and conceal my affection in that billowing breeze that leaves your body gasping for more

as your eyes endlessly stare and pierce through the green earth as you ponder and reflect.

My ear is like the sky above your scalp

Whisper to Me what you want to say

or say it out loud

Speak with your voice inside your head

or speak with your tender mouth 

I'll hear you anyway. 

Truth is, 

I hear you and you don't even have to open your mouth.