Words are for worship
Every syllable
And bouncing beat
Words dance forward without retreat
Like marching troops
Formed in a line
Words running random
And then intertwine
They float up like feathers
Drifting on air
To the throne room of heaven
Extraordinaire
They carry our passion
Our prayers and requests
Our ramblings and struggles
On days we are stressed
They are Valentines
From our heart’s deepest space
Sending our longings
And tender embrace
Therefore, carry words gently
And launch them in peace
Don’t hold back your worship
And let praise increase
Laurie A. Stasi
1/31/18
