My thoughts tumble quickly, a torrent of cuts, jabs and corrections. The storehouse of my mind is but inches away from the gateway of my mouth. In silence, refusing voice to the whip of my tongue, love is heard.
My emotions tumble quickly, a torrent of fear, resentment and insecurity. The storehouse of my feelings is but inches away from my mind. In silence, replacing feelings with Truth, love reaches out.
Guard my heart, for everything I do flows from it. Guard my mouth, for the tongue gives the heart away every time. Let Love be spoken, in word, in deed, in silence, in Truth.