As all stories do,
they must come to an end
there is a finish, you see –
and you wait for it
just as you turn that last page
or when you start to read
that last chapter
but often, even the author
does not understand its meaning.
When he fills the page in glorious detail
even he, is witness to the curious tale.
Once written, it cannot be erased
and hopefully, it will not be forgotten
for someone somewhere has been touched
by the very lines that have been written
and perhaps, just a little
the writer’s heart has been smitten too.
To think that it were the end of the story
that when you close a book
there is a certain death
is not to know the curious power of a word.
You may think – it is absurd,
but it’s true.
Every word is a seed,
whether in a tale, upon a poem
or even lackadaisically
lying upon your tongue.
If you must sing – then sing well
and may others gather joyfully
to hear your speech
for you never know
whose heart it might reach
nor how necessary
those words have become.
© Sumyanna 2017
Fabulous image courtesy of Pixabay.com
Words spoken, a story told… we never know how much impact they may have. In some cases, they even live on – much longer than we do ourselves. Never dismiss the power of your words and may they always be fruitful.