To All Those Struggling To Find The Words

They sit glistening at the top of your mind

Behind a fog

That settled in without you noticing.

They know the volcano

That is about to erupt

Spewing rhyme, reason, and sense

To share with those around

This normalcy

Leaves complacent ideas settling

Wrapping themselves around the base of your consciousness

And suffocating it into oblivion.

I know the power of the silence

The waiting

The moment

And I know the courage of the fight

The pressure

And the push forward

Each one encompassing the silence

And breathing her in

While you may struggle to find the words

I hear them breathing and living deep inside you

Breaching the edge of the world

With boldness that will seep into the hearts of many

Bringing serenity and peace

For you are the words and the words are you

Breathe, and they will come.