A sudden endowment and knack for words
gets poems read, yet silence is heard
Concrete examples, metaphors, similes preferred
Flying high, a soaring bird

Never censure, always sweet praise
Comments acknowledge intelligence, sensing no craze
Profound exhilaration rising throughout the days
They merely see words, can they not recognize the blaze?

With futile effort and determined will
Emphasizing anything from joy to pleasurable chill
When no one understands, she questions her skill
Still, no poet won’t write under inspiration of thrill

Attempting to explain this awakening peak
This bird reaching heaven, the Lord touching beak
Questions rushing, a meaning she seeks
Inside this middle world, to God she speaks

Then a sudden spark of clarity allowing her to see
No word could express emotion to this intense degree
She was blaming her skill, they’re understanding, me
It makes no difference at this point, she’s finally free