Monday, January 08, 2007

unsung moment

filled with so much
how can all these thoughts be birthed
when there is no breath to speak
of their sounds
their colors
their shapes
there are moments
when the one who sits with me
can hear what I cannot speak
can see what I cannot describe
and as our hands touch
there is a knowing
the song will be sung
and it matters not who sings it
only that it be sung

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