Love You: Lost, Found & Reclaimed
When voice found me it released words through my lips, we were both startled at the unfamiliarity.. I formed clear thoughts, ideas and expressions but they spewed out clumsily like baby-talk and banter.. But my thoughts kept at it and my words were not shackled by silence .... In time my thoughts, feelings & words were so devoted they fell into a magical rhythm... Where my living loving and giving were most vividly reflected in how I connected with the world... Sometimes that world is fast, rash & harsh To protect my bruised self I withdraw often... Words are the first to dissolve to thin air; then my thoughts feelings held captive in a thick mist... My spirit wanes and I forget my name & the powerful way through love & support I came to be.. Before I truly perish in the tyranny of my silence, a spark within urges me to look up to see the mist clearing... I start to see shapes & forms once again, blinking I try to locate...