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!