I'm in a crowd

Screaming at the top of my lungs

I'm falling

With no end in sight

Can't breathe

I'm blind

Then I write 

I sing words of poetry

To the clouds

and I'm free

I can fly

I see my words

Sparkling like stars

In the sky

There's a heaven

Where poetry

Is like music to the deaf

Where the blind see

Words of magic

Of beauty and wonder

The words fill the world with light

With love

With the healing waters

Of everlasting life

Poetry is life

Poetry is love

Poetry is word of God