Not A Spoken Word

You speak over a thousand words
From many different worlds,
From a hundred separate lands
And, I still don't understand.
What I want to do is to comprehend
Thoughts are like the wind,
When there is no sound to be heard
I want to understand, without a word.

Randy L. McClave

by Randy McClave

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.......love this....a beautiful poem of transformation ★