Keep looking till they start to speak, br treat all things like a woman whom br you’d like to dance with, cheek to cheek, br to sense the fragrance of her bloom. br Keep looking, and they’ll speak to you, br and teach you dark, material lessons br about the silent world, and cue br you into their inspired essence, br for they can breathe if you can hear br the sounds they make while you are staring. br Don’t be embarrassed to get near, br but let their silence make you daring. br Until they speak you have to keep br on looking, for they’re just asleep, br but you can tell that they’re awake br not by their words but by the flagrance br of something in them you can’t shake, br which is their freshness and their fragrance.