Words…

These are all just words over time…

We use, rhyme after rhyme…

They change with the tide…

Their meaning lost in the darkness of the Sea…

Could it be?

I wax, I wane…

Only to be revealed again…

In the light of the darkness I rise.

To be remembered if only,

Through the passage of time.

These are all just words,

We use rhyme after rhyme,

They shape shift like the light.

Through space we expand,

Time after time…

We pray we are heard…

That our words will move hearts, make mountains and climb…

Through the waters of our mothers we rise.

 

As we reach higher, we fall harder…

Only to be born again.

We pray that our hearts grow stronger.

These are all just words over time…

We use, rhyme after rhyme…

How do we grow?

How do we feel?

How do we act?

 

What does it mean?

As long as we grow…

As long as we feel…

As long as we act…

Words are words,

Meaning stems from the heart.

Take action.

We hide behind words,

Criticism, the Achilles heel to our own defeat.

Time after time…

They are just words…

We use rhyme after rhyme…

 

Less words.

Listen…

Hear the voice.

Go, heal…

Feel, what’s beating…

Inside.

~ Tiffany Raether 

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