The silent Word

its a prayer to be onself.a delima between acceptance & ambition

    The Silent Word



The word unsaid, the tear unshed;
Too heavy to bear, Ah! too cold.

Was once the wind so boundless,
Now seem the rock so thoroughly earthed.

Was once the waters that flow so free,
Now stay as sand, I desire not to be.

Wonder if ever I’ll unravel the Me in me
Or,
  I pray just create the me you want me to be…..