My heart speaks

Written by: Pt. Bojosi Ditshwele

It speak what it feels
Because of what I see
Because of what I hear
Because of what I taste
Because of what I smell
Because of what I touch

Whatever it feels
Rushes into my veins
Flows in my blood
All the way to my fingers
And through my fingers 
It diffuses into the pen,
In to the ink

Through the pen’s point
The ink oozes
Into a piece of paper
Sitting before me
And I scribble
What my heart speaks