In the ocean
of feelings, words are the shores.
In the wind
of emotions, words are the sails.
Feelings are
the limitless vista, while words are our eyes.
Emotions
make the universe while words form the skies.
In our
attempt to name it, we limit it.
In our quest
to define it, we kill it.
There is so
much to feel that to verbalize
is to squeeze
a whale in a parrot cage.
And yet we
choose the limited over the unlimited,
we cling to
the small and forsake the big.
We dethrone
the whispers of the soul
and crown
the din of the mind.
The same
trait rules me one way or another,
to stitch
the threads of emotions into a clothe of words.
So I must
stay true to my call
and wrap soaring energy into verbal meat-balls.
Someday I
will grow beyond this desire to express,
this quest
to verbalize and my zest to prove a point.
Someday I
will rise above to simply soak in the feelings,
to bathe in
the stillness, and to whisper through silence.
