Unsaid, Understood.

Unspoken feeling.

Unspeakable stories, but

My hands understand.

It's like magic the 

way they form words from nothing,

yet say everything.

A language not from

my mouth, but from my heart.

These beautiful words.

These signs. My true thoughts

Open up like a door without 

Its hinges. Freedom.

Have you ever felt

Like there weren't any words for

You to speak of truth?

Truth couldn't be spoken.

Everything said in one look,

Joy, sadness, fear. All. 

It mattered more what 

you felt than what you said. And

everyone knew it.

You couldn't help but

express yourself. It was the 

language, it just came.

It was uncontained 

Thoughts. Untamed. Honest, honest.

And if you didn't

Catch what they had said,

You would know by their smile.

You understood more.

Some things can't be said.

Some things can only be felt.

Signs "speak" from the heart.