Said With Love

When I open my mouth and speak out his word, the intent when it's said is to honor it, It is for the love I have for him and hold so dear, I don't want to use them for selfish gain or benefit, I hold his word in my heart like a treasure, waiting for them to be opened, And when he directs it, my heart leaps for joy, his word becomes manifest and spoken, The love inside trusts him, quieting my aching heart, The power in his word, holding onto their meaning, this is where love starts, Outside words will come and go, and can be said as fleeting as the wind, But his word inside holds power and love, and can calm the storm within, Repeating endlessly becomes chanting, and can deplete the value of what's said, If your not careful it can take the words from your heart and allow them to go to your head.