In sign language's beauty, hearts find a way,
To connect, to cherish, to brighten each day.
Hands flutter like birds in a boundless sky,
Communicating without needing to cry.
From laughter to sorrow, from start to end,
In sign language, bonds with meaning transcend.
It's a dance of connection, a melody clear,
Where understanding flows without any fear.
A language of hands, of cultures and lore,
Sign language's beauty, forever we adore.
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Eye opening
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*** I'm keen to republish the interviews I did for my series with Vocal creators. It's been a few years and I thought it might be nice to revisit these wonderful conversations. I'll be releasing them one at a time for a few weeks/months.
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lovely poem, thanks for sharing.
Lovely poem.
"sign language's beauty, forever we adore" The type of humanly pov we actually need in this ruthless world👏🏻
Excellent job, a tribute to the expressive power and enduring beauty of this unique form of communication, love it, thank you very much for sharing!
Amazing piece
This was so wonderful. Loved your poem