"These Words are Dancers"

"These words are,
but simple strands,
in the fabric,
of our world.
A life all their own,
yearning to be heard,
and these consonants and vowels,
have such a strange power.
They are cleansing my soul,
as I used to resign,
at the light of day,
and thought it,
a waste of time,
when you were,
to sit down and pray.

These words are healing,
making sense of things,
too hard to face,
that I was not,
dealing with,
as I would only beat walls,
and bloody my fists.

These words are valid,
have a right to be heard,
as they cure the malady,
of my heart,
and make what travels,
through it,
congruent,
and into a melody.

I am but a passenger,
looking for answers,
turning my words,
into mirror-like dancers,
for you to reflect,
and resonate on,
so you too can be at peace,
with yourself and the dawn."