Words


It is a curious thing what words are!
Many things at once or one thing at a time. 
They are worth all they say and more! 
Sometimes they are like;
Mothers' milk, colourful blossoms, 
Polished diamonds, warm sunlight or
Even clay in the potter's hand.
But they can also be as
Bitter as gall, cold as death, 
Hard as marble, painful as betrayal, 
Soft as butter, sweeter than honey. 

Pick them like a connoisseur,
Polished to dazzling artistry
For they make or mar beauty and being.
Choose them like the chef,
Healthy and tasty both
That you may glow with pride at their praise.
Use them like the teacher,
Precise, concise, and constructive 
To guide and instruct the little ones
And bring them up in the right way.
Speak them like the mendicant,
That you may move your Lord
To generous benevolence.
 
If proverbs are the palm oil with which words are eaten,
Words are the morsel that must choke or nourish you
Though sticks and stones may break your bones,
Words can haunt or hurt you for eternity and beyond!
And if my words aren't good enough for you
Do not be hasty in choosing your own.

 



Comments

  1. Words are as seeds..sow good and reap abundant good..sow bad and reap trouble..the ground fertility in time will show its fruits..
    Care then for the words you speak.
    Thanks John :-)

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