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