To The Speakers Of Words.

To The Speakers Of Words.

Whatever do you mean using words again?
Is vocabulary not a little plain?
Words synchronising souls as one?
Can such a feat truly be done?
For I cannot with words relay,
Why I am myself this way.

Be events either good or bad,
be our interaction sad or glad.
Consider, good times offers happy faces,
still the words spoken are just reflecting traces,
of the togetherness that's found,
for joy, cannot, by words, be bound!

Bear in mind that laughter resists spelling,
even as tears wail words of wrong telling.
Watch jealousy offer red hot treason,
just as rage defies all spoken reason.
so hateful thoughts inside our heart do burn,
while its miseries for God's goodness yearn.

Could our reality be fully articulated?
Present tense offering more than has been explicated?
Truer then the written pages used to announce?
A whole lot more than anyone could ever pronounce?
For events increase what in your heart and mind will stay,
telling so much more than you can read or I can say!

Or can your tongue genuinely translate..,
..what feelings twine through your thoughts of late?
Surely life within, words can only address?
So often creating an existential mess!
Moreover what about these spirits so sly,
evil thoughts weaving words into a lie?

Please know the heart so you can see,
that words hide much sin and misery.
Even the Bible, The Loving Word of the Lord,
requires the Spirit to cut like a flaming sword.
Albeit The Truth needs no letters to explain Himself,
nor any accusers after His mistakes to delve.

See how compassion heeds love with much regard,
understand that hope restores a faltering heart.
Observe determination reach out at a distant goal,
and experience true thankfulness gladdening your soul.
Feel the joy which lights-up a most sombre face,
and live beneath the umbrella of God's Grace.

Please know that trust has no boundaries nor fear,
even as in love many are as one so near.
So truthfulness is also a gift of yore,
our very existence has in such its core.
Oh such truth with mere words I can never explain,
as ink on a diamond will always look a stain!

So merely pen and paper paraphrasing what would be?
Words illustrating the breath of spirituality?
Or does our language hinder His salvation?
The lack of phrases chaining contemplation?
Therefore linguistics cannot always stand,
as even Scripture's words come to an end.

Rather the truth your heart accumulates,
will determine what final fate awaits.
When in word or letter you've made a stand,
The Lord will such results from you demand.
Yet if the Spirit of Loving Truth shapes your reality,
judgement day will bring joy instead of anxiety.