Words
Words are dreams
we tie together to make myth visible.
They are bridges
into what we already know but cannot quite see.
A horse in a field,
one day snow falls,
one day it rains,
sunny days….humid, dry
windy, calm -
colors and climate changing.
These images once seen
are the beginning and end of words.
Words help you see where this 'you'
came from, and where it is now.
Words helps us grow the world.
Copyright © Eric Ashford | Year Posted 2023
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