Your Words

Nothing makes sense, I feel turbulence within me and I don’t know why
My intellect fails, my tongue fails, my logic fails to explain,
I who have been called to be good with words, become speechless.

Then, my Master
Your Words come to the rescue and give a voice to my muteness
A name to my feelings
An explanation, a validation
They tell me I am not mad, or crazy or a liar
Like a stray abandoned dog with no place in the world,
finds a master who lovingly owns him and gives him a name and home.

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