Words Poem by Emma Vander Dussen

I wonder at the words within me.
They live inside my lungs, longing for release.
a breath may billow and bombard them
stirring them into sentences and structures
that glide with grace and eternal gratitude
into my mouth, where they may, in their multitude
swirl up like smoke to my soft pallet and down again
to where my tongue then feels their tenderness and tastes
the hurricane of sounds that hum and harmonize
until they rain down, rushing to reach my smiling lips
and then flow and flower as they feel the rays of the sun
and enter with ecstasy your ear

may God let their longing to love you be all you ever hear