Because it isn’t about words…

 

these poems we create

these songs we write

these stories we tell

 

It isn’t about words

that hold no power

 

They can’t begin to exist

until we, the writers, trust enough to let go

to find the place where they become something more

 

Words don’t matter

 

Not without tears from shattered hearts

or blood on the hands of our demons,

the butterflies that accompany a first kiss

or the love we spend a lifetime nurturing,

the twisted satisfaction of revenge

and the regret that always follows,

or the pride that makes our chest swell

when accomplishment overcomes defeat

 

When we find that place where dreams become real

and our pen is only the vehicle to bear witness,

words become more than symbols on a page

 

And when they disappear,

when our voice is the only sound the reader hears,

words become worlds bewitched

 

 

 

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