What are words
when they don’t just
wander in weary
What are words
when not wild waffle
but wonders
weaved with wisdom
and written with worth
Words
are like water
washing over the reader
in warm waves
Words
are like wings
raising the receiver
from worrying days
Words
are the world
Words
can be whispers
that wake you
Words
can be ripples
that shake you
Words
are like the welcome wind
on a warm weekend
Words
can be the witness
to all that must walk to its end
Words
can be weapons
in a world waged on war,
weak and enslaved
Words
can be wonderful,
like a walrus
rising over the waves
Words are the world.
All Words and Photographs by Damien B. Donnelly
Photograph taken on the Champ de Mars by the Wall of Peace, Paris
Just so eloquent and powerful.
Thanks Paula. Big hugs to you on this holiday Monday! At least it’s a long weekend here in France!
No holiday here but enjoy yours my friend. Cheers!