words are portals
to the
mind. these are reality makers,
Words. Go without your words, daring
to leave language behind. Find yourself then
all alone, quiet, not quite dark; but, but,
absent would be the letter treasure troves
EMPTY TREASURE CHESTS
symbols & without a pendantic jibe, or joke
About my lesson(s), you chose wordless...
how can you respond?
italics waiting for response.
For sure, there are more than words,
For sure: acts and looks and motioning
about. But all art is words, words just messages and notes. (Music is words and so and so)
The sixteenth chapel, your
wedding vows, were words, the words
at any funeral about the deceased,
and words never forgotten, permanent,...
----
But elevated does language rise,
primitive forms to daring dreams be true.
Through a portal a journey made, connections
harnessed by the word system. System.
Communities, histories, stories, all the ancient
trappings of, past present future had have has
fossilized language in some way.
Words make transfered memory,
dont they? Can you even whisper me a retort?
(lacking...) ,
Do you weep when you
are not heard?
In grace, granted by extolling, by knowing from learning, good
we are given words, taught them
state by state, sounded meaning ,
And all their forms. Free.
When words are real then we see,
the world we have made. and
a sense shared commit of always
taking action ca n
communicate, now love can
breathe born. via what we speak; You read some
important note, and, and, and
Are you loved without some word of it?
did it happen?
Does it matter if its never heard or read.
Likely truth is truth, little matter,
but again i tremble to think of
only the beginning,
only an beginning, and theres no
sharing in the moment.
trembled, throw me a warm word blanket.
Epilogue:
I knew a silent star,
rotating galaxy cold
surrounded by the yap.
combined interstellar mix.
