Do Not Be Ashamed Of The Language Of The Heart Poem by RIC BASTASA

do not hesitate to write
down the letters and words

your feelings your hurts
and disappointments
do not mind what your
friends say about why
you are such a sad
creature looking for
a nice garden to stay
for a little while
and sigh and breathe


this is your language now
the language of the little child
who laughs because that
arrogant and gullible emperor
has no clothes at all
and his thing dangled along
the paths of embarassment

have you really understood
the language of the heart?
the one that is not ashamed
of vulnerability? the one that
finds strength in weakness?

the one that speaks
about the power of love
amidst the hate and pain?

i have left some seeds and
they are growing and becoming
trees, and now you cannot but
take the fruits and tell me
that they are pulpy and sweet.