My heart’s been atangle
bound by chords of language
these past two years
Even today
telephone to ear
mouth to receiver
I stuttered speech
Two years old I am
A toddler’s bumbling
of language on my tongue
A tear slipped out
as I said au revoir
words of yearning
and goodbye

O to be understood
and to decipher
the tangled words
I’ve heard
I’ve said
Is it You untying the chords
Setting my words free?
my heart free?
Merci bien, O Jesus
for untying me home

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