The Pure Language of Love
speaks not a word
It vibrates in The Stillness
where It’s message is ‘heard’

Mary Josephine Hession (https://web.facebook.com/maryjosephine.hession)
Maia Nature Photography & Poetic Light

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“Words mean more than what is set down on paper. It takes the human voice to infuse them with shades of deeper meaning.”
― Maya Angelou, I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings

Words belong to all,
some pirouette in a symphony.
Everywhere they fall,
agencies of epiphany!

Poetic license dances about,
whispered embellishments,
unpublished doubts!

Nuanced renditions fill the air,
some land gingerly,
some with flair!

Untold narratives leap to life,
brave recollections,
we admire!

Swirling allegories of healing,
outspoken parchments
of believing!

I love to frolic with words, as they spin and rhyme,
utterances of light,
soupçons of the divine!