If I could choose the words
To say all I had to say
And write them all out
Before they fade away
I would write with fervor
So I do not miss out
All the frivolous details
Pouring my heart out
My words would probably fall
Over each other a bit
Trying to race each other
So each one shall be writ
Writing the words out
Would be baring the mind
The heart and the soul
Hoping the reader will be kind
Some words would be loud
Like the storm in me
Others just a whisper
Written ever so quietly
I could write and not be heard
Or heard but not seen
Or I could live in the space
That lives in between
The space between the words
Is where I truly belong
So the words can fade away
If I said something wrong
So I write my words in sand
And watch the waves wash ashore
Leaving silence behind
I shall then write some more
Elusive Silence 