Words, what are they really?
Symbols of the heart,
crates of emotion
kept, or doled out in part.
Expression from the well
we know as our soul,
bequeathed to our landscape
a wealth of emotion untold.
We know no other way
to release all we hold –
except to offer up
wondrous words to behold.

There is an entire universe
inside every single soul.
Light years of breadth;
wealth and depth foretold.
We are captains of our voyage,
exploring the depths unknown.
We calculate the miles,
measure distant stars,
procure our way of travel
launch out into the great far.
We swallow fear and pride
to accept the fate of who we are.

Our words are our way home.

~ Nikki Anne Schmutz


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