i occasionally wonder if i

will someday run out of words.

if all the combinations of nouns

and verbs and syllables will have

already been said.

 

but then i remember that the

conversation has existed far

longer than myself, and the

communication will continue

long after i am gone.

 

these precious words that

connect and inspire and describe

beauty itself. that link thought

and experience, that inspire change,

and even paint entire worlds.

 

and today we get to engage

and continue the love affair with

words that are mightier in battle

than a sword but are far better

when simply used in love.

 

©Heather Pound 2023

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