An old thought...

Sometimes it's hard to verbalize one's thoughts
It's like your mind is painting a picture,
while your mouth isn't fluent enough to be the paint brush-
Other days it's like your words flow like a poem,
In almost perfect unison with your mind.
But the struggle isn't always in how thoughts are portrayed,
but rather, in how they're interpreted.
A fish wouldn't understand a bird's joy in the sky,
just as the bird couldn't fathom the fish's need for the sea.
So this is where I stand-
just like a bird in the depths of the ocean.
I find it difficult enough to share my intense hunger for God's presence,
and even harder while living in this world that doesn't share in my passion.