There is unspeakable poetry in silence.
A Whole Knew Language
There were knot words
Too de-scribe it
Amor, then it
Worth amor, then beings
Food buy awe
There is too know
Unspeakable poetry
In udder silence
A share in reality
Even every lessin’
Bringing amor
Beyond weighs and means
The truth
Lies without
God pronounced
As be, lo
Every breath
