A Poet's Touch Poem by Danny Speicher

If once upon a lake of god
I stood and, I, a story told
Not one single soul did find
Peace given to a troubled mind
For when I speak, instead of write
It ignites no wisdom, no passion, no light
For what my pen can write today
Are words my lips could never say
For eloquent in speech, I'm not
It is words in ink, I have sought
I do not wish for words to speak
I am blessed with the paper I seek
God has granted me a poet's touch
Granted, however, it isn't much
But, with this talent to touch lives
With pen in hand, I'll live and strive

((August 28th,2000))