Poem Without Words


If soul is still
A sonnet heard
The ocean is
A poem without words

In sunrise wake
We all belong
True praise sung
Without a song

In solitude
All bind in prayer
A body be
With no one here

In a soft breeze
Of Spirit sent
We move as One
Without movement

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