Sunday, November 28, 2010

no words

There are no words.
I can’t speak
And if I could,
then what would I say
When there are no words in the English language to accurately define you?
There are no words for you
None
Nada
Zero
Zilch.
No words for your lips
Or the movement of your hips
There are no words.
Just people/things  that are  not man-made
&  cannot be duplicated,
reminding us that there is a God.

So I’ll just be quiet
Letting Him do his work,
And  I’ll continue to be in awe--
       --alexgeorge

3 comments:

  1. Nice....that picture is awesome as well.

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  2. Thanks. I found that pic, and I had to write a poem for it.

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  3. Fantastic b/w large waterfall. I am sure you slid down it.;)

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