Ex Nihilo

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, then 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.)