Blessed beyond words,truth is like a bird
with a broken wing,
it cannot fly
but can surely sing
this song calls to me,
the inner voice
of muse speaks, stitching together
fractured moments of my life
and giving each of them worth
these words bubble up gently
from a place, cool and
deep inside of us all
that is immortal and wise,
their warmth and their light
wash over me to cleanse my
soul and remind me that
in a world that reeks of harshness
we are never fools to be kind
all who seek solace will one day find,
a reason to keep smiling
in spite of the world
and all its ways of beguiling
to notice it once will make it true,
we are blessed beyond words.
~Eric Vance Walton~
Eric Vance Walton 