So thrilled!

I have been unable to write.

Staring at the screen,

I can feel the words

within my fingertips

wanting to break free,

to flow onto the white screen

until their story is told.

Yet, every time I go to write,

the words wait still,

unable to break past the barrier.

I turn away from the words,

turning my gaze to the river that runs by me

I notice that the water

has slowly risen.

If I do not take a breath soon,

the water will soon be above my head

without a breath to sustain myself.

When you take my hand,

it’s like all my words find me at once,

flying from my fingertips

like birds across the page.

You put your arm around me;

I feel stronger with you near me,

though it should be me keeping you strong.

 As if you can hear my words,

you turn my face towards yours

and now I can’t see the flow of water,

but I can see the sea in you.

Your eyes hold depths I know well,

for I looked deep within them

when we gave our hearts to each other.

It was within the depths of your heart

that I finally found home.

I know that whatever comes,

we will get through everything together.

As you take my hand,

I watch as the water recedes a little.

Seeing a motion in the sky,

I look up as my words

arrange themselves above us.

Leaning into you,

I watch and wonder

what they will say.