Blessed beyond words,truth is like a bird with a broken wing,

it cannot fly

but can surely sing this song calls to me,

the inner voice

of muse speaks, stitching together

fractured moments of my life

and giving each of them worth these words bubble up gently

from a place, cool and

deep inside of us all

that is immortal and wise,

their warmth and their light

wash over me to cleanse my

soul and remind me that

in a world that reeks of harshness

we are never fools to be kind all who seek solace will one day find,

a reason to keep smiling

in spite of the world

and all its ways of beguiling

to notice it once will make it true,

we are blessed beyond words. ~Eric Vance Walton~