by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm 

Quietly he sits
in the silence of the night
weaving words inside his head
by the flickering candlelight

His muse has shown him everything
in the grand design
so he weaves his words with subtlety,
with cadence, rhythm and rhyme

And in the Final Tapestry
the world can clearly see
the messages he intended
for everyone to see

But hiding between the lines
is a message meant for me
whispered words and longings
of how things ought to be

And in my dreams he comes to me,
with his words, he holds me tight
as we fly away in ecstasy
in the Backside of the Night

Copyright © 2017 Charles Robert Lindholm – All Rights Reserved

3 Comments to “THE WORD WEAVER”

  1. Oh! So beautiful! It inspires to me to write a certain way!

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