The Silent Pen

Writer Page Finished

 

 

 

Not forgotten;
Ignored.
Six years set aside.
So many words unspoken,
Forgotten;
Each a message undelivered,
Never missed.  Inkwell Tiny

Once upon a time
Ev’ry thought held down by ink.
Thought birthing thought,
Captured,
Shared –
And filed away.  Inkwell Tiny

Now, unwritten essays
Recognized,
The psalmist cries my tears;
My praises sings.
No loss today
The thoughts I had
Yet did not give
My silent pen.  Inkwell Tiny

Plain recognition
Of who I am,
Standing,
Kneeling,
Before the Infinite One.
Love
Unspoken,
Unrecorded,
Is enough.
Praying Hands Glow

 

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