Words are like shells
Many see only their outer hardness
But the wise hold and pen 🖊️ 🖋️ them
And sometimes find within them hidden pearls.
Words are like lightening strokes
Many see only frightening flashes
But the wise pause and wait
And hear the echo of their great thunder ⛈️⚡
Words are like moonflowers by day
Many see only their bunched leafy fists
But the wise linger till after twilight
And watch them open spilling out their sweet 🧁 fragrance.
Words are like high towering waves
Many see only the hurl of their long angry 😡 curl
But the wise stand waiting by the white sand
And feel the gentle soothing trickle of their spent force.
