My words

Realizing
That...
Their things that need to be said
And I know..
That without MY voice
Behind them..
They will lack
Compassion..
Conviction
The message will not...
Be clear
I dont expect...
For all to know
Or even attempt...
To grasp the jist
Of what I know...
To be MY thinking
Process..
But to only progress
From the words..
That I put together
From the jigpuzzle...
That lies beneth
My soul...
May they reach
In a way that can..
Be transparent
And understood..
Inhaled
And ...
Digested
May MY words...
Be tested