The Necessity

We need words like we need breathing,
Essential as the blood that flows.
Without them, we are incomplete,
The heart forgets the way it knows.

Essential as the blood that flows,
They carry us from here to there.
The heart forggets the way it knows
Without the words to make it clear.

They carry us from here to there,
These vessels of our deepest truth.
Without the words to make it clear,
We wander, lost and out of youth.

These vessels of our deepest truth
Are more than sound and more than ink.
We wander, lost and out of youth,
Until we find the words to think.

Are more than sound and more than ink—
Without them, we are incomplete.
Until we find the words to think,
We need words like we need breathing.