Life Is Unfinished Without the Language of Poetry

By "divine design"
humans have had a need and a desire to tell their story
Our early ancestors painted scenes on cave walls- in the Old World
while Native American chiseled pictographs
on canyon walls in the Americas

Today we are still trying
to tell our story
Even with our communication skills and technology we yearn for a deeper way -
a language that communicates to the soul

In some there is a gift;
an inner voice
IT can be heard in the language of music,art,sculpturing even poetry and when mastered
what they can create is "a masterpiece"
even if only to themselves

I too hear It -at times and
choose to ignore It
At other times It screams and then
It -takes over my life
until it is created

So we try to create what is felt and heard
But even at our best
{while here}
it will always be AN UNFINISHED LIFE