In the still of the night one thinks alone about the thoughts they are thinking. They ponder in their mind what their heart is thinking. They want to speak out about what they are feeling, but the heart is silent. Not one word is spoken. Only silence remains quiet and still.

Silent heart, why will you not let me speak my thoughts and feelings that are held up in my mind? Why do you not want me to let these things go? Quietly the heart beats to it’s own rhythm wondering what to do next. Who knows what the heart knows? Who knows what the heart feels? Who knows why the heart is silent?

Tears falls like rain from the eyes of them whose thinking these thoughts. They can’t control what they are feeling, but yet and still the heart is silent within the soul of the hurt. Why now are the tears flowing from the eyes of the hurt like rain falling from the sky? What must one do to control this downpour? Please heart, tell me what to do. Tell me how to let these feelings and words out that are held up in my mind. Will you sing me a song to ease the pain that I am feeling deep within my soul? Wake up silent heart and speak to me! Wake up and help me! Do you care that I am hurting like I am?

In the still of the night, the heart is silent while they think and talk within their mind that’s not understanding what’s going on, nor comprehend what they are saying to themselves out loud. Yet and still the heart is silent. These feelings are quieted within them. Silently they fall asleep with a silent heart.