Letters and syllables In desperation to form Longingly sought within Fathoms of thoughts Making audible connections Within an over flowing heart And educated words of my mind
Yet how do you reveal Unto a blind man From birth Pictures of nature’s sunsets Vast hues within Our limited visions of light Or sporadic and flashing twinkles Of distant worlds and suns Pinpointing their existence Or liken our simple sights Of the springtime petals Rainbows amongst the grasses Of Aprils first blooms
How do you phrase In audible mutterings Unto those deafened By their own silent voices To comprehend within their souls Sounds of raindrops in May Upon tin and cedar shingles Or the echo and howls Of a lone wolf upon his crest As meadows and fields Unfolding far below Whisper the chorus of breezes As swaying cattails and wheat sprouts Speak out in unison
How many facets Of crystal laden caves Can ever be brought to market Or how many tricks of the trade In lands far away Can the alchemist perform Turning common grey-matter Into shimmering symbols for adornment That can compare to the turnabout Of my heartbeats Transformed from those Of a muscle just to survive To pumping full of life Flowing with your warmth Closing all my crevices Knowing I am now alive
How many breezes encircle Carrying my exhales of sighs Sighs of words unspoken Of those that never truly grasp Or how do you capture The breathes of a million monarchs In migration round the globe Searching the nectars From unfolding petals Within the sweet airs Of the blossoming rose
Such is my dilemma In words and visions Needing, longing to express Unto your ears To behold your eyes The love in my heart Longing to be uttered In tangible ways to express Only unto you.