I Wield My Words

I wield my words

In deep blue ink

And let them sink

 

I wield my words

To arm myself

With a million stories piled on the shelf

And perhaps to change the world itself

 

I wield my words

To take you away

To lands never seen but dreamt of anyway

To waters never plunged into but will be, someday

 

I wield my words

To stand apart

To carve a new path and follow the heart

And extricate myself from the crowds at last

 

I wield my words

To fit in, too

To create spaces for misfits like me and you

For whatever they say, we belong here too

 

I wield my words

To make you think

Away, well away, from ordinary things

And beyond, way beyond, heaven’s sync

 

I wield my words

To make you hear

The ring of laughter, the splash of a tear

The calmness of courage, the clumsiness of fear

 

I wield my words

To make you see

Wonders of the starlight that shines on thee

And the gifts not placed under holiday trees

 

I wield my words

To make you feel

The rain on your skin, the warmth of your being

As you sit reading, under a cold dry ceiling

 

I wield my words

To set me free

From this locked box without a key

And venture out into the unknown sea

 

So

From place to place

In wonder or haste

From world to world

I wield my words

Via stylus or swipe

Or in printed type

In deep blue ink

Or revolutionary pink

I wield my words

And let them sink

 

© Ast7 and Stargazer, 2017

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