to my lord

Posted: April 25, 2010 in Poetry

there are words for you
that are not created
and have never been spoken
by you, me, or anyone
on this earth.

you hold them in yourself,
you carried them to
death and life again,
and you tease us with
whispers of what they
might be, have been, and
will be again.

no one can hope to
capture those words,
because we fail to
breathe in song and
harmony with the spirit
of the unspoken.

  1. What a lovely reflection. I hear hope and understanding and acceptance in your words. This is beautiful.


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