It's only words
And words are all I have...
That's all any of us have
On an electronic site such as this one
Oh sure~~~
There are inflections
Inferences
Even veiled threats (or those that pretend to be veiled)
But more is lost than gained
When our nonverbal feelers have been amputated
Suddenly, depth and richness become bound
Like they were placed in handcuffs!!!
And yet--- that is where so much power and perception lies
Power.... what a major understatement!!!
Yet, we expect the young unwritten slates
That wait hungrily inside the minds of youth
To somehow grasp such missing subtleties.
We all have natural instincts
Even as fledgling seekers
But like Olympic Champions
Or writers of such classics as Beethoven's Fifth Symphony
Many are not born to lead in this area
We all have god given gifts
The wordsmiths and nonverbal guides
Are the soakers of true meaning
And so, if, even they struggle with interpretation of others spewings
How then, can the less gifted heal
How do they fight valiantly
If even one weapon is missing from their aresonal?
For instance...
How do they derive richness
Without the ability to filter filth???
Some change paths simply because
Of someone elses words or energy
Those who write---
Please never stop trying to reach those who have been stunted
By the words or actions of a fool!!!
It's your gift
It's your destiny
Well spoken my dear.