we tremble daily from word to word,
we seek meaning in the solidarity of sentences,
when the verb "was" freezes the words in immortality,
we get lost on long roads, - only
words build bridges,
they isolate in self-sufficiency and absurdity,
the world is built from one word to another
reborn from one word to another.
(Your words can judge, condemn, break hearts,
Your words inspire, liberate, can uplift anyone.)
Copyright © Maria Mitea | Year Posted 2021
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