Words Poem by Timothy Ward Ingersoll

Words exchange selves

Giving a part, a thought
Holding a fear of a friend

Melting a heart
Burning a hole

Sending a soul
Soaring above it all
To a place we don’t know

Except for the feeling
That spot buried deep
That tells us the truth

Of self, of you, of us


Words exchange dreams

Things are unseen, not stone
Worlds in our minds never end

Places unreal
But yet, they feel

Ache in our bone
Holding a future call
A vision of might

Salvation and healing
Almighty’s revealing
Our place in this world

While we are here, with words