The times…..
when a mind is ground to powder
when tears spring
when even the sky cries
and the rivers rise
time has no meaning
and words have lost theirs

It is then……
that we realise that a word
can be as gentle as a soft feather
or as cutting as sword

Words- turned inward
eviscerate or mollify
ensnare or liberate

Words – turned outward
build or burn (bridges)
destroy or repair (the world)

Wisdom calls for a careful
handling of these ones
-for they are formidable
as they lie dormant in their
perfect power

© Vivian Zems

Real Toads-Wordy Friday