Speak the Unspoken

Emma

<p class="ql-block">Maybe it was your voice</p><p class="ql-block">Or the slant of your shoulders </p><p class="ql-block">Or how you lifted your coffeecup</p><p class="ql-block">When you thought no one was looking</p><p class="ql-block">But I recognized you</p><p class="ql-block">like no other</p><p class="ql-block">Echoing dreams I almost had</p><p class="ql-block">Did you feel the same</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p> <p class="ql-block">In that moment </p><p class="ql-block">Do you know what I am thinking now?</p><p class="ql-block">Yes, our roots grow from the same soil</p><p class="ql-block">Seek the same hiding places</p><p class="ql-block">Remember a similar life</p><p class="ql-block">When we lived connected </p><p class="ql-block">And somehow later forgot</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p> <p class="ql-block">I want for you the freedom </p><p class="ql-block">To walk in this world </p><p class="ql-block">As if no one is looking </p><p class="ql-block">To be recognized for who you truly are</p><p class="ql-block">To know that I celebrate </p><p class="ql-block">The child from who you grew</p><p class="ql-block">Celebrate</p><p class="ql-block">Everything unspoken </p><p class="ql-block">Everything that stirs our hearts.</p>