Finding Her Words
She hadn't written anything for far too long.
The shape and the taste of words.
Had drifted far from view.
As she forgot how to use them.
But she knew she would need them one day.
To tell her stories.
It might of been the singing flute she heard in her dreams.
It might of been the words dancing on the wind.
But she knew she would use them again one day.
It would be in between the worlds.
That she would find the truth of her words.
And that would be just fine with her.
Wrote Feb 21st 2017 6:30 pm
Copyright © Debbie Duncan | Year Posted 2017