I’ve been down to these waters and knelt in the slime…
in confessions of sorrow, I’ve merged
with love sublime…
It’s the hushed words
they never said,
the waking hours
of absolute dread…
it’s the countless dreams
that did not wake,
the deafening silence
of earthshattering quakes…
yet it’s an utterance that still has wings, the bounty of mysterious things…
©AllysoAlly2020
AllysoAlly 
Entrancing words that need unravelling- wonderful 🙂
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