words
what are words
with no heart
are they sounds
like a drum
rat-a-tat-tat
or do they moan
like a violin
maybe they open
in our heads
a picture
a feeling
an ache in the chest
for in the words
we feel a thought
that we capture
in our minds
we pull it down
softly
to our hearts
for if it is only noise
escaping
is the very best part
to feel is the magic
of words
the sound lingers
for a moment
we process the waves
that transcend the heart
a luring of the soul
words create a response
an interpretation
like a snowflake
what is revealed
we keep
what is left
is stored
for another day
when the waves
crash at our feet
missed before
now foam and mist
inhale the sweetness
the fear
the dread
from the lips
from the pen
connection
from one to another
beyond bone and skin
to every place
every moment
all that we are
and all
we have ever been
— patty