Words (by Pioneer)

at first nothing made sense and we just tried to understand, while taking tentative steps into that strange, foreign land. and we through the stormy sea of language sailed, trying to speak, though speech often failed. but even after the storm had been cleared, and it seemed we were past all we had feared, the fitting words still eluded you and I; though that did not mean we couldn't try. and since when do words have to mean oh so much, when silence can fill the gaps words cannot touch? Let us not forget that words can often fail when we are lost out in the rain, wind and hail. all I can do is offer this quaint little rhyme, for to simplify you to words would be too much of a crime.