lost taught nursery

 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.