Words of worship
Full meaning just out of reach.
Left unable to share or speak.
Pleas to the one above
For divine interface.
The words to be pressed into place.
As Annie Sullivan spelling into Helen’s hand
Your Holy Spirit planting your words allowing to understand.
Words then formed, taking shape
Written out on a paper landscape.
Splayed out for all to see
And yet the message so personal to me.
Words that will work their way in to the depth of my core
Words that open wide many a spiritual door.
This then my worship returned to the giver
Bravely sharing my words with my fellow sinner.