Power of Words

This is for Petrarch

So his undying love won’t get lost in translation

For the man with a dream

Whose words inspired a nation

For those lesser known

Whose silent thoughts stumble…

And slip from their tongues

Only to drop off a cliff, unheard and mumbled

If each unspoken hope were turned to drops of rain

We’d have another ocean to be named

But instead that ocean just swallows

Our hearts

And our souls

Until we drown in the words slowly filling our lungs

Muffling our expression.

Which begs the question

What are we to do, to keep our heads and our hearts above water?

We must open our mouths

And let the words tumble out

Until our pens run dry

Until that whisper evolves into a shout

Breathe out the phrases locked inside

The words will mingle with the exhale

Let your voice and your own expression collide