There are no written symbols or spoken words that Pierce the air though , a river of words Flow through the Mind and soul The wonder - The questions - The breath Deep - In and out. The power of the unspoken speaks through The windows of the soul, the roots, Shifting from one to the other The sway, Back and forth Words are loud and clear The language is the Power of presence It speaks for anyone that will listen deeply With their whole heart and soul, Mind and body - Wide open It is loud and clear within the walls Of no written symbols or spoken words
Contributing Author: Shelley Heathman
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