Passion is both a blaring voice, and a silent knowing. It can sometimes be silenced by the noise around you, but will flare up again once silence is restored.

Passion gives you purpose, furnishes your life with new meaning. Passion keeps you keeping on. Makes effort effortless. Makes you scarily brave. Passion wakes you up in the morning, and keeps you up at night.

Passion will blind you if you let it. And you will let it. Passion blinds you with new awareness.  It brings a slice of your world in, and pushes everything else out. Passion connects you with your center. More often than not, your center, in the grand scheme of things, is off-centered.

Passion cannot be purchased, but comes at a high price. Passion excludes, and secludes. Passion uproots. Passion isolates. Passion can leave you with nothing. Passion takes you on the path less travelled. Draws passerbys to you, and pushes away those closest. Passion is your friend, very often your only friend. Passion offers escape, but can also trap you. Passion pays. But you pay the price.

Passion does not come with a manual. Passion cannot be taught. But it can be passed on. Can spread like a wildfire. Passion feeds on the heart’s will, and the mind’s wit. The mind is passion’s asset, but also its greatest liability. Passion drives, but is difficult to be steered. It gives you the necessary push, but will pull you in every which way it pleases. You don’t mind where passion leads you. The journey feels like the destination.

Passion does not come with a parachute. Passion takes you uphill and downhill and sometimes over the edge, but doesn’t prepare you for the fall. Passion is uncertain. Passion is hopeful. Passion feels wrong even though it feels right. Passion assures, but does not insure.

Passion can betray. Passion can stray. Passion can renew itself, but does not always prevail. Passion can recede. It can be replaced, can be displaced. Passion reveals the person you really are. Strips away the layers. Passion draws the best and worst out of you. Takes you down corridors you never knew existed. Lets you know what you are really made of.

Passion makes no concessions. Needs no excuse. Passion does not lead you to temptation. Passion is itself the temptation. Passion begs you to follow it. Dares you to follow it. Passion can fade, but never be doused.