A poem by
Belinda Katusic
10/12/97
Words are like leaves on a tree
that move with the wind
and open your heart
with each word spoken
Words are like fire
that crackles as it dances
that moves as it strikes
like swords in a battle
Words
they can heal a sweet child
with just a low whisper
they can kill an old woman
with just the wrong sound
they can make a heart bleed
with just the wrong meaning
Chose your words wisely
for they can also be
pearls of wisdom to a lonely seeker
comfort to a sad heart
or words of longing to a lonely soul
Words are so powerful
that creation occurs
for words follow thoughts
and thoughts
are the masters of creation.
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