6/15/2012

Strange


Words are no enough to speak out
The desire of the heart.
I wish I could sing them.
Or play them on the piano.
Or whisper them in your ear.
But my lips are numb.
Yet you can still hear
A soft melody,
A bird in flight,
A tremble of a flower,
A movement of a cloud,
Loud enough to break icebergs,
Smooth enough to caress a child.
For this is the voice that comes within,
Wrapping my body,
Reflected around me.
Resonate with me!