When There's Nothing Left to Say

When there's nothing left to say, I sometimes open my secret portal to the world of music composition on software so expensive, it's used by 'the pros.'


When there's nothing left to say, I can sit in the back yard in wonder of Creation, before me.


When there's nothing left to say, there are inviting stacks of books around the house to read what others had to say.


When there's nothing left to say, I have 2,000 songs to take my imagination in the direction of my choosing.


When there's nothing left to say, you know it's over and one of you is walking out of the other's damaged heart.

When there's nothing left to say, and I say something, regret finds me.