VOCAL  VERIFICATIONS  OF  VOICELESS   SOUL *************************

Hey man, why don’t you think

that YOU and only you can

paint the horizon with a new hue

and save it from going berserk

and insane, attempt to color, coax

and cajole, pull from the brink

of seemingly endless disaster.

Your thought bubbles forming,

foaming cluster of new conceptions

waiting eagerly for finer inceptions

reposing all faith in your mind’s

reception, you who himself is

HIS new hue, an eternal clue…

May be, to glue reverberations

to breathings anew…each toddler

step that you take and will your

will in times to come when…

mountains move to make way

for your word-fountains, tens

of thousands of clapping

millions would then find

anticipation worth waiting

for your soulful mellifluous

and melodious verbalizing.

Nature in all her finery

in ethereal, endless glory

or fathomless fury…know

for sure, you have to ensure

all that is flurry of activities

of all eternal entities combined

as if pre-polished and re-refined.

Elements of thy heaven…..

come together to join when

you find your relentless ken

eyeing all that is flying