Tuesday, April 30, 2024

April 30th

"I cried aloud to him, 
    and he was extolled with my tongue." Psalm 66:17

we would walk by
the voiceless every time,
but you sit patiently 
by their side, to learn
their private sign language.
the inarticulate words of
all who are locked behind
the struggles of brains
which don't work like ours
are understood clearly 
by you.
every foolish prayer we
overhear offered by those
we think don't belong 
to the same family we do
are considered sacrifices
of praise resting in your soul.

(c) 2024 Thom M. Shuman

Venmo: @Thom-Shuman

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