"I can fly but my words cannot."
Some words do fly.
They begin in the heart of one person
and fly through the ether
by various means of transport
from one person to another.
They carry invisible vibrations
only other hearts who are listening can hear.
Sometimes it takes years or eons
for those words to land on the cochlea of another;
dropping seeds of enchantment there.
"The desire to speak and become what they are."
Does one have to speak to become who they are?
Does speaking to oneself count?
It feels true.
Speaking, writing, signing,
drawing, painting, singing,
growing plants, raising children,
teaching students...
there are many, many ways
of speaking yourself
into who you are.
kastilwell
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