Our language of love
speaks with a different tongue....
Lord, Your the love song
that dances in my mind
the unwritten lyrics
playing in my thoughts.
My Unsung heart poem
In synchronized perfection
Without a word spoken
You read before I write....
Our language of love
has a vocabulary of it's own...
I hear Your rebuke
in the roaring of thunder
I see Your might
in the downpour of rain
Your voice is heard
as the birds chirp their tunes
I feel Your touch
as the winds swirl in rhyme
I love You too, when the sun
(SON)kisses my soul
YOUR language of love
is heard in the silence....
Speaking peace to my heart
my soul hears
Your silent whispers
that lift me to higher trust
as the solitude settles
my anxious mind
captivating my existence
with Your unspoken language.