There is much to be said about words They can be duplicitous They are indeed ubiquitous They can sublimate They can denigrate Some are meaningless and bare Others purposeful and rare But otherwise They just always seem to be there Sounded off like steam from a spout Or uttered gently with no need to shout They can be sincere or disingenuous They can be heartening or acrimonious They can be deep They can be cheap Without them babies seem to fare quite well And in silence yogis inner chaos quell For the ultimate truth is beyond speech Of course we all need words to learn and teach To convey thoughts and emotions, big or small But That which IS doesnβt need them at all