Let Language Flow Poem by Sandra Feldman

I'm sensitive to words,
Are you?
Silences don't set well,
Language is a quenching well,
Where the waters of sentiment flow,
Where intelligence can glow,
It has brought us forth from darkness,
To the embracement of civilization,
From the Stone Age,
Made us into great Nations,
Do not let this Light,
Be buried in the damnation,
Of the barbarous, savage throws,
Of incomprehension, that knows,
No civilized orientation.

Intelligence and Language,
Plus human feelings,
Of compassion and love,
The perfect framework,
Where to conjecture,
Bring together the escaping angels,
That fly so high above,
While the soaring Eagle envies,
The peace and innocence,
Of the fragile, Dove,
Symbolizing peace,
Please, let language flow,
it's the best key to understanding,
That we shall ever know....