Sweet Morsels

As with food the overabundance

Of words overwhelms the mind

As a feast doth overwhelm stomach

More is the pleasure of a sweet morsel

A simple truth is more to be savored

And to linger over this one fact

Than to rush flavorful aroma and spice

And lose the sensation

That the first bit of knowledge

Had initially to offer

There is reason in quietness

Not rushing words from carriage of mind

To vocal expression and beyond the lips

Before making sense of them

Of pondering long and deep

And making wonder of their

Sweet or sour impression