She spoke name
A simple thing and yet…
It released within me
Such depth of feeling.
Oh may I plumb its depths!
Rich in expression
A symphony of sound
an explosion of peace and joy.
The beauty of a wild meadow
planted in my heart.
And what of how
I speak her precious name?
Her name is
but the whisper on my heart
that keeps her close.
Her name,
even thought it may be
on the other side of the world
She is present with me
When my heart whispers her name
