My words
~ the extending fibres of my soul,
sprinkled generously with tenderness and
affectionate energy...
~ do you feel the tingles as they reach your deepest corner?
Are they settling in to stay forever ?
Words...
are they just words?
Will they be the fresh air that gives you life,
or the wind that chokes, and makes you gasp?
Either leave you breathless....
but full of life, or lifeless?
Powerful are they
that have such profound meaning;
nothing’s simple,
nothing’s clear,
a clouded blur
into both the past and future.
So where am I today,
and what words
could possibly say
how I feel?
A fine analysis of words and the question of their effect. I love the description (the extending fibres of my soul) excellent. The ending line says much too....for words written on a given day can reflect the way we feel.