I love how powerful words are even in a world that is filled with so much chatter and static.
Words can hurt; they can sting on so many different levels. It can be from someone speaking words of untruth about you orwords that are so true they cut like a knife. Words can tear people down and lift people up…they can tell stories that want to be told and stories that yearn to hide.
Our words can express emotions like love and hate, happiness and anger…we can use words to wage war and words to call a truce. Whether one is educated or not…we all have words spun like webs in our minds that we use to tell our story.
My words can enter your soul and change your life or they may roll off like water on a ducks back. I can paint you a picture with these words of mine…typed or written…this white background is the writer’s canvas and the words are the paint.
We each choose what we do with our words…how they are said and what their purpose is; some of us tend not to worry about how our words are perceived by others while many of us shake with anxiety on what people will think.
Words can be poetic and graceful…they can be sung…they can have the rage and fury of the Bering Sea…that’s why, I love that words still have this power in a world so over saturated and drowning in noise…when put together just right they can still capture our attention.