For the Love of the Language

For the Love of the Language ——————————————————————————————————————— (Dedicated to new poetry with the birth of Sophie June ) Merely words With many possible meanings: Dew-tips through my veins Between soul and thought — Sustaining… Mere words But with power — God-anchored — Fully To His purposes. Signs . Of creation… Words… Run on ‘til found well partnered: Their meanings tried Together into Mere phrases — Chanced dances of expression — Seeking to call out each soul’s Deepest held desire. Chosen verses, Embroidered with embellished Ribbons of Rising songs — Garments to dress our hearts’ Knit hopes, cabled feelings — With invitations and dialogues Sewn into the seams Throughout Inspired themes Seen Arising Everywhere Awakening For truth Seeking With inspiration Chosen Simple psalms To explore the paths From mere words to the light Of radiant Points Along galaxies’ ends, Revealing In each syllable’s sigh God expounds His eternal Love Asking only for Ears to hear And eyes to see. —————————————————————————————- (c) sally young eslinger 6/1/22 Thanks be to God…(If only my mother knew…)