A sum of thoughts? A conglomeration of meaning and symbols? A moment in time?
Writing a blog is kinda scary. It puts your mind in the world and allows the unspoken to become spoken. The ignorance to be laid bare. The personal made public.
Are you thoughts valid simply because you write them? If no one comments, does that mean your reasoning is flawed? Is writing really rejuvenating? What is the difference between a rant and meaningful conversation? What if you offend someone who does not have the courage to speak or write in return? What if your thoughts are dull or unimaginative? Do words once spoken have redemptive quality? Can beauty be spoken as a with a flawed humanity?
Words spoken provide the opportunity for a signature of time. My thoughts I cast into tepid or thrashing waters as my minimal droplet in the timeline of thought.
Oh words.
Words woven by a spell.
A spell which hovers like magic from the mind.
The essence of time.
One word representing humanly vice or otherworldly wisdom.
Many words a reflection of this moment.
May the river of words swell with the flood
of knowledge newly learned.
Cascading into the basin
Conventional knowledge accepted flows on
A canyon carved by the masses
One word drops far away evaporated by the heat
Free falling drops separate from the flow
A forgotten rainbow light reflected from the sun
Drops of knowledge or wisdom newly won
Color angles directed by the Son.
Word redemption as the flow of wisdom moves on.
The rainbow colors unique for the time
A redemptive word and hope is mine.
--The GiRL
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