Poetry flows through my veins,
It is the way words do song.
Human voices sing melodies,
Words offer song in poetry.
The Infinite Light parted,
Exposed a finite clearing.
Here, the letters first danced,
Uniting, forging potent words;
Brightened vessels bearing souls,
Lights in concrete expression.
High energy can't be dry n' pale,
It can't escape the lyrical.
So prophets let loose in poetry,
Moses and Isaiah spoke prose.
They spoke the music of words,
As the Creator Himself had.
The whole world is His poem,
Just find your own within His.
~ O ~