The Language Of Anything Poem by RIC BASTASA

everyone
speaks for
itself, the leaf
when it falls always
has something
to say
and says it
painlessly, and so does
the waves that break
their liquid
bodies ashore
spreading
into foams
may murmur
but goes back again
to where it must
go and
then belong

we too
in our own joys
and sorrows
say something
in words and yet
some do not
really understand
what we feel,

the world
knows each language
and keeps
on listening still......