Words Formed Not Of Oneself

It touched the heart,
and stepped right past to the soul.
I could never repeat my words,
but knew that this was so.
An utterance of depth and intensity,
I knew not from where it arose.
I filled another’s need without
the forge of thought or anything connected to me.
The words had a life all their own,
from a deeper sense—
NO GLORY OF MY OWN!!!!

Written by: Trish Barron

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