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I Am Wordless by Christa Lamb


I Am Wordless
Every day we
Should strive to
Shower our
Hopes and
Dreams with
Words that
Resonate
The glistening
Promise of
Tomorrow
Rising through
The dark of
Doubt until
They
Break
Through
Above
The clouds of
Fear
The words
Become
Letters and
The letters
Become
Lines and
The lines
Shine
Down like
The rays of
Light from
The golden sun
Above

Disassembled
Disengaged
Disassociated are
The words
We let
Float away
In silent
Strength
They are
No longer
Form and
Function to
Communicate
Outwardly
Thoughts and
Feelings and
Rage and
Ideas
Beaten
Down on
Rusty old
Sign posts that
Have lost
Direction and
Location in
Our desire to
Define and
Redefine and
Debate without
Pause to say
What do all these words mean to be me?

Am I
These words
Tattooed on
Skin or
Stuck with
Glue to
Every inch of
My body
Shaping
Just who
I am?

Do I
Create
Myself in
Words that
Exist like
Divine
Writing in
The holiest of
Sacred books
Opened with
Dust and
Closed in
The dark?

Am I
Moved to
Anger at
The passing of
Words from
Lips that
Speak with
Slithering
Tongue?

Do words
Control my
Impulse into
Response like
A puppet being
Pulled by
Strings?

Do I use words
or do words use me?

Inward we
Should embrace
The words that
Lose their
Meaning

And inward
The inner
Word is
Discovered

One word
Transformed from
A world of
Words into
A piece of
Deconstructed
Unspoken art
Subjective
Skewed to
Be devoid of
Meaning
Existing as
A feeling of
Being…

This is
The place where
Form and
Function
Cease and
Just being
Just being
Becomes
The meaning of
No words
Just healing
I am
Without
Definition
I am
No words
No letters
No one but
The conscious
Expression of
Love’s deepest
Being within
The awareness of
One truth…

We are all One in love

In this
There is
No fear
No doubt as
The rays of
Love
Touch
Inside and
Above
The clouds

The sun
Shines on
Inside and
Above and
I am
Connected
Beyond
This defined
World of
Words.

I am
What you
See in
My eyes

I am
The actions
The movement of
Being

I am
Rooted like
Trees and
Drift like
The seeds

I am
Constant like
The ocean and
Formed like
The mountains

I am
Beyond
The words of
Human
Language
Created to
Express who
I am and
All we are…

We are beyond words

And no word could ever properly define us

We are
Divine yet
That’s still
Not
Who we
Are

And as
Such
Let’s not
Give words
The power to
Detract from
Just who
We are…

We are more than the words we fight over…

We are the words dissolved in love, in light and in truth

We
Are
Word-less

So today
Let go of
Words and
Find
Yourself in
The light of
Love
Just being
Just being

CL June 2013

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