When The Words Won’t Come|Enough

When the words won’t come…

I wait

When inspiration fails…

I trust

When sheer busyness bogs me down…

I rest

When the words won’t come…

You are there, arms open wide…

Beckoning me

You are all, and the words fail, and fall

From silent lips, hushed in awe:

You hear my heart, and say:

“Rest, My child, no words today from your lips are needed…

I hear your heart, and will fill that empty place.”

To which I say:

“When the words won’t come…

You are Enough”

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