Words are such
a curious thing;
what makes one
heart ache can
make another heart sing.
The harbored love
I have found for
these mysterious letters
provides for one life
now a resounding shelter.
Once lingering on a tongue,
seeking their taste;
what fell once in silence,
now assembles with grace.
Searching for the sound
of each calling heart,
an opening where perhaps
a healing can embark.
They have yearned
longing for leave,
yet they had to wait
for His beckoning reprieve.
Now they dance
on the pages that
here you read,
released unto you,
for within to seed.
Hopeful, these seeds
offer up His song,
for an ear to listen
and a soul that longs.
Do not worry with
message, meaning, or chord;
simply let the letters
inscribe your heart
with any missing words.