Maybe The Words Poem by Khalid Albudoor

Maybe the words will come to you
Embrace them gently
As you encircle the bushes with your hands
It's okay
The feeling of helplessness It gives it to you sometimes
Just let it flow. Breathless words, light or
Heavy as mountains
White and gray
Blacker than night
Vague and clear
Empty and meaningless'
Laughing or
weeping.
It doesn't matter
Even trees sometimes cry.

*(From the poetry collection "In the Roar of an Approaching Storm" - 2024)