Why should the heart not dance?

Why should the heart not dance?
What holds us from happiness,
the light of the morning, the end of the day,
the star struck night and the dew on grass blades?

Why should the heart not sing?
Is there any rule that states that smiles, ear to ear
Should be banned from here? That no one should
Run through the forest, at night, without fear?

Why should the heart not cry when it wants to,
why can’t the heart be free?
Why should the heart not be what it wants
not just what it is told it should be?

Why should the heart not dance?
Did we forget that the point to life is love?
Let it dance in the open, madly in moonlight
in the garden beyond realities, in the garden of forever
that is buried within our dreams.

John P. Dunphy