Words are symphonies

Songs of resonance

We sculpt dark creations

Paint in shadows and in light

Songs of the heart

Sounding from the depths

Waiting in the dark

Listening to the echoes

The fine tuned reverberations

Of pain and love and fear

We write of the unspoken

That lurks within the heart of us

Revealing ourselves

And fleeing

Not from the world

But into it

But in the end

These words

Shall always return

To dust

© Ann Bagnall