It is a language that I barely speak

Instead it spills out of me

Living in my breath

Pounding in my heart

It screams but beautifully

A melody rooted in infinity

My finite mapping unable to fully render

The immensity that fills me to bursting

But does not account for but a drop

Of Truth

And even though the message is so deep within me

And grows in every movement in my being

It kills me

When you can't hear it