WORDS words... the healing panacea in the speak of active... verbal remedies. words... mixed in sentences and phrases the imprint of some syntax fixed beyond memories of deeds that invoke hope in the pitch of words of faith that make us feel that we can more than cope... with our inconsistencies and indeed find some way to heal by the reveal of such ailments... as plague us. the creation of poems and such the invoke of emotional complexities with the capability to touch we simple folk in the lore of the allure of body and spirit. each word as we hear it swallowed in passively allowed unguents of strains words that speak of pain as a passage we travel through the barreling of minds where words... with their cowled raiments where the pull off of the due of truth... clothed in the wear of all our falsehoods should occupy the same place in space... and time. Pantherion Prime from Pantherion Scribes © 2013
Posted on: Tue, 16 Jul 2013 15:36:16 +0000