Do not bother to read my words -
Unless you have felt them before.
They, otherwise,
Are only ink
Trying to think.
If you have heard them
Rattling, tinkling, weeping
Or singing in sudden breezes -
Splashes, curves, ravines,
Arches, swirls,
Angles, rays
And beams
As in cathedral glass,
They are merely reiteration
Of all those fleeting gasps of your heart;
Ecstasy that died -
Grief resented -
Wonder that quit -
Tears unshed -
Hopes never granted
Fears never faced
An itch unscratched.
Written By Addie W. Williams
Undated
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~ Sandie Angel a.k.a. May Lu ~