Song

The song of my soul

Whispers and hums and slows and stills

and listens.

Vibrations of life shiver and lift

The song to a place where words sit and tarry

and sometimes take flight.

My soul's song has different movements over my life,

But looking back, I see it

has a carefully threaded melody - 

A haunting sadness, a wistful yearning

But yet, there's hope in each note,

Always. 

Translation?

The words I say and the words I mean

A translation confused, never reaching

the deepest realm of true intent

A heart attuned to every layer

In silence, a thousand words

Rise to light the vast expanse, but fail to live

I wish there were a way to speak

Those elusive words, so strong in color and music

They remain untamed, unbreakable, coded deeply

To capture them, a puzzle

To feel them, a life

My mind holds them, though my heart owns them

My lips can only try to find the shape to pour them