Wednesday poem: Joy

By Virginia O’Mera, RSCJ
Featured in Seeking the One Whom We Love

I hold in my depths
all things not yet said.
They are waiting to set free
the joy my mind cannot 
claim or contain.
Thought and feeling
have only just begun
to know each other.
One is still too timid
to trust in words;
the other, a child,
too newly born for speech.