"As a child's smile replaces a grownup's frown"

Magic Words The reason to write a poem is to say What cannot be said in the usual way Something unspoken but something which is said Though said without saying within mystery Saying the unsaid by magic words instead Questioning an answered question answering A questioned answer around the bend ahead Spoken though unspoken as a question to An answer one questions unanswerably A question as the answer to anything Through the process of being written and read One can be broken but speak the unspoken Too and can speak without being spoken to By not doing anything do what is done By saying unspoken things waking in dreams And those who do not in this way as they do Whose dreams come true as how the waking world seems Those once broken now unbroken and spoken Shapeshifting timebenders of reality Who dream its dreams are poets and I am one Who having established my identity Having found myself in the ruins of time Seeing time has not made a ruin of me Having left the old behind now for the new I am here in counted syllables and rhyme I have come to become and I am to be Where I am unbroken and count for something Here to speak my dreams into reality An answer as the question to anything I am here to let go and not to hold on But as I fall I rise to my destiny Remembering I have forgotten my fear As I find myself falling more up than down Feeling for the moment as though I could fly With the answer to the question coming clear I am doing now what I was meant to do And the only thing I have to do is try As a child's smile replaces a grownup's frown I see dreaming my dreams has made them come true Having asked for miracles now they appear And having asked for magic words I find some Telling me turning is all I need to know Even though I turn away I turn back here Turning with the world around the sun I come Speaking magic words before turning to go Saying the unsaid by magic words instead Through the process of being written and read As a child's smile replaces a grownup's frown The reason to write a poem is to say What cannot be said in the usual way +Steven Curtis Lance Copyright MMX