The Power of Words

By Tom Mach

Winds of apathy will not shake me

though I am invisible to this crowd

or seen darkly, blurred and misty.

I shall leave you all, head bowed

so you can play your strident noise

while I open my book of words

to recount the sum of all my joys.

Words take wing like songbirds,

finding minds to touch and arouse,

where characters give love and reveal

imagined souls for me to browse.

Matters not if they be false or real.

Pages press scenes within my heart

and arrange my thoughts, part by part.