Words
Some soar, some pierce, some laugh –
In being, they remain the same,
A collection, an army,
Of characters large and small.
Infused with the power of aeons.
Manifesting art, touching lives or breaking hearts,
Words tell you the tale
Of dodged sight and masked smiles,
A story of life, love and loss.
The pinnacle of understanding,
Bearer of humanity
And guardian of our voices –
Words hold you when the world turns grim.
Trust them to stand up and fight,
When grief blinds you
Or embarrassment takes the stage –
Words hold the fort
For voices are what they sustain.
On sonder nights, they echo –
“We’ll speak for you when
The noise drowns you out.
We’ll carry you when you
Stumble and fall.
We’re here always,
Even when you’re not.”
Thoughtfully yours,
D
Originally published on https://myrandomspecificthoughts.wordpress.com/2022/06/02/words/
