alI I see and all I think is drenched in imagery translated through word painting this canvas of life

some words pierce the depths and some remain naked in their attempt as I’m pulled to where I’m going and pushed from where I’ve been
riding a river that’s been painted
for me

if I awoke tomorrow in the absence of words I wonder what would I see, how would I navigate the sound of the sea

would I feel the cosmos unfolding through a flower or a tree, would your smile still set me free