If I had but one blank page to fill,
what would my message be?
What dance would my fingers perform
across the finite-lettered keys?
How could I paint in black-font
a picture of beauty and hope
that would reach and pierce with light
the souls who need it most?
If I were confined to the cage of a page,
how could I choose the right combination of words
that could break free from the paper or screen
and inspirationally rebirth?
How powerful words can be,
how powerful the choices,
how powerful this lesson when applied
to our spoken and inner
how powerful the silence
when writer’s block takes hold,
and we fail to say what should be said
when it matters most.
Poem and image ©Laura Denise