Always there is the word
It waits
Nothing by itself
It is neither this nor that
Lying flat
Devoid of any thing
Lacking meaning
The void stretches away as far as the eye can see
The mind cannot name
Anything
Without word
In the deep dark night
When images flicker like lightening storms across the brain
Eyelids flinch
Still nothing
Dawn arrives
The mind picks up its metaphorical pen
The day begins again
And we name it
Day
Human
Breathing life
Into nothingness
The words
Begin to talk
The mind to walk
Around
And around
This bunch of sounds
Turns this way and that
And a sentence comes out to play
Still it lives in the mind
Not yet spoken aloud
and
Yet
In the humans head
Dramas are playing out
Worlds are building
Dying
Being destroyed
Happiness
Joy
Pain
Worry
Anxiety
Words and their building blocks
Thoughts
Emotions struck
Fear
Anger
A cacophony of feelings
Crowding
Words
A steady stream now marching across the consciousness
Leaping dancing twirling
Animated things
Plucking like strings
Imagination firing
Visions flowing
Hormones cascading
Cortisol building
Dopamine dripping
Heart beating
Faster
Slower
Blood pressure rising
Lowering
All of it springing
From mans recognition
Of his environment
Via words
Describing
Her inner chanting being
Which never lets up
For as long as
He
She
Who
We
Just words!
Are alive
Relationships forming
Coming together
Breaking apart
Words
Flowing out into the ether
Along phone lines
Poured from mouths
Paper
Screens
Touching
Ears, eyes
The fingertips of the blind
Lighting up millions of minds
Switches flicking on
In what was once a silent cavernous darkened room
The Big Bang!
Didn’t happen
Until the word
That could describe it
Was first formed
Religion
Art
History
Words
Humans greatest victory
Over the void
Stretching our brains
Creating wires
Bigger and bigger
The whole world runs on words
World wars
Never would have been fought
Without words
These immensely powerful things
Never can they be killed
Silenced
Yet words
Are nothing
Without us thinking them
Shrodingers cat
What’s in the box?
Who knows?
Until the mind opens it
The word describes it
The mouth says “aha”
Quantum theory looping
Words leaping
They don’t begin
Without
The human being
Breathing
Life
Into
Them
Imagine the peace and silence of a world
Where there aren’t any words
Yet we can’t
Without the words
To describe it
First
There was the word
I wonder what my last will be?
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Writing this poem was a bit like exploring quantum physics – I was aware of this massive thing beyond the edges of my mind
And line by line
It explained itself
I like to think – I like to let my mind of its leash let it unravel
Come back
Report to me
What it finds
This poem was birthed as I replied to Yassy the poet tonight – as I typed “the words always wait for us” it hit me – they do
They wait for us
Words are nothing without us …off went my brain weaving words together to describe words and this immense idea conspired
The world seemed to fold in on itself as I realised one after the other the full implications of words
The reason that animals are so peaceful compared to us
Is probably because they don’t have words
Words that build mountains out of mole hills
Twisting us into knots of emotions
Anyway here I go again
So I won’t
But just imagine
Who would you be if the words to describe you were not there?
Is the true potential of who you are contained
Caged
Smothered by your own or someone else’s description?
Well stuff that!
They’re just words and they are nothing
Meaningless
Powerless
Without the energy we give them
So
If words are messing with your life
Change them
Change yourself
And write yourself a new life
Oh and Yassy the poet writes sublime poetry – her words are like the finest porcelain cups that she fills with herbals and sweet fragrant tea – sip, swallowing without a sound as the meaning flows like music. I actually can’t describe it and I certainly can’t do it.
Check out Yassy’s blog and one of her latest poems here
I hope your mind is thinking up more things that wouldn’t have occurred without words
I don’t think mine will stop for awhile
