Mute Spoken, Forever Heard

Would you sacrifice your voice to the world?

Let go of the wind and know that it'll take you wherever you may be.
Sing breaths of soft air, though they do not make a sound,
Rest assured that you shall be heard.

While you cannot speak and your voice is quieter than mice asleep in the fields
Know that you are heard from the highest of mountains and all over the world
From the smallest of children tucked away cozy in beds to the wretched hag curled over in her chair, rocking peacefully away.

Your words are sprawled out in pages for all and none to see;
Beauty written in ink on flowing lines that travel like a breeze.
And though your voice may fail you, rest assured little one, your message booms across the seven seas heard by all.

You never needed to speak to be free.