If truth has become intense,
and all this life has become prose,
start a new page of music,
songs for whisperings and wails.

Sweet symphonies
that can carry the weight of words
of which we can’t speak.

Each verse, every stanza,
may hold those feelings and heal.

And if the music, too, fails
to express and reveal,
surrender to the silence.

It’s not as scary as you would expect.
The unspoken words bring guidance,
and in darkness you’ll find light,
as they are forever intertwined.

I promise you,
there is strength in surrender,
and you are brave enough
to get there.