Life Is Unfinished Without the Language of Poetry

By "divine design" humans have had a need and a desire to tell their story Our early ancestors painted scenes on cave walls- in the Old World while Native American chiseled pictographs on canyon walls in the Americas Today we are still trying- to tell our story Even with our communication skills and technology we yearn for a deeper way - a language that communicates to the soul In some there is a gift; an inner voice IT can be heard in the language of music, art, sculpturing even poetry and when mastered what they can create is "a masterpiece" even if only to themselves I too hear It -at times and choose to ignore It At other times It screams and then It -takes over my life until it is created So we try to create what is felt and heard But even at our best {while here} it will always be AN UNFINISHED LIFE