Music is the poetry to my heart.
The melody and the beat are what resonate within me.
When I write my own poetry
I am the only one who hears the drums and the rhythms of the letters.
For I do not know the true language of music.
The notes and their purpose elude me and slip from my grasp.
Yet I still write for my own satisfaction.
I do not let this language barrier deter me from my passion.
I sing in silence to the words I write.
And I write it all for Him.
That is when I write my most heartfelt songs.
My own Psalms and hymns to the Lord.
Others may not understand the gravity of these jumbled words,
But I know He does and that is all that matters.
So I sing to Him in blessed silence.
By letting the words on my paper do all the talking.
I can hear Him in the silence when I sing.