Read me aloud,
For my words were meant to be heard.
To march from the page
And dance through the air.
Read me aloud,
For my words were meant to be heard.
Read me in a clear, strong voice,
One that is heard over the clatter of everyday life.
Read me aloud,
For my words were meant to be heard.
Read me in the softest whisper,
One that is meant for an intimate listener.
Read me aloud,
For my words were meant to be heard.
Read me in the voice of the wind,
One that sings to the water and the trees.
Read me aloud,
For my words were meant to be heard.
To celebrate our voices, our stories,
And to speak to the world.
© The Lightning Tower, 2020