For Reason, Et Al.

Enough of the words What of those __ out- Spoken or Spoke-in?

In-way words Never in-the-way words Always want back out words.

On outward words On sail to the sky Said and sailed words

When the only cry Heard was the deep deep Down inside cry.

How to cry!

Without wells and rainbows To mark mistaken tears With forsook ancient words?

The sky’s reign - hit So hard so what Else could be said?

Stunned-In Such awe from A hand so divine.

What word... How could… What…?

We called it God. We call it God. We still cry awe

For no reason at all.

We still call it. Still say it. Still cry out ...

God.

~ Wynn ~