Voiceless wings, rising dreams <br />Sounds unknown <br />Yet, planted and nurtured <br />Already, Subliminal <br />Thought’s conversation <br />A love, within - discovered <br />A hint from an explorer’s <br />Heart <br />A desire to unburden <br />If only in small ways <br />Thought’s intoxicated <br />Interpretations of heart’s <br />Empowerment <br />Newly recognized, an acknowledgement <br />Exposed growth rings of an oaken-end soul <br />Begging attendance and <br />Courage’s fitness and focus's countenance <br />A re-charting of directions <br />Calling for <br />This body to make a difference <br />To dispense <br />Doses of hope <br />And dignity <br />In this so very <br />Rural old world <br /> <br />(Mountaintop Cottage, Tennessee <br />~ August 30,2006)<br /><br />Debora Short<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/oaken-ed-soul/
