Master Linguist, conjugate
A metaphor on Nature’s slate,
String Your Words like diadems,
Loose Your lexiconic gems.
Idioms, Creation’s cloak,
(Accents for the simpler folk)
Speak in volumes , tell in prose,
In every dialect disclose
The glory of Your Living Word.
Among the wonders I have heard,
I hear Your discourse in the breeze,
Syntax in the whispering leaves;
Alphabets in Milky Way,
Grammar at each breaking day.
Master Linguist, breathe in me
Words that shape my prosody.
Meanwhile, Melody Muses... 
Your prosody is faring pretty well I think.
😀 Thanks so much!
good one…
🙂 Thank you!
I am a lover of words and the Word…and I love this.
Thanks Tina! I love words, too…
Oh Mel! I gotta have this one for my keepsake box–5 Star indeed, I LOVE it.
Only a Wordsmith truly appreciates a Linguist… 🙂
What a wonderful way to see Him! God bless you, Melody!
🙂 Thank you Debbie!
you’re a sweet prodigy of beauty!
Aw, how sweet you are… Thanks so much!
Amazing connection between human spirit with the nature! Wounds sublimed!
Thank you, Yun Yi! I know that you love to paint and create art works inspired by nature…