The word God puts into my mouth-that I will speak.
Words.
They come out of our mouths
and, lately, out of our fingers.
They float through the air
and travel electronically to
all the places.
They barge into the eyes and ears
of other mammals, intended or
otherwise.
Say what you’re going to say
as if the entire world is listening.
As if every sentence you utter
could eventually be your epitaph.
Say what you’re going to say
as if your words were arms
intended to wrap around
everyone you’ve ever loved.
Are their tents lovely?
They sure are, but how will they
ever know unless you tell them?
Tell them.
Let your words be your money
your business card, your
life-sustaining breath.
Let them keep you warm or cold
depending on the weather.
Build your home with your words.
Keep the big picture in view.
You never know what’s there
that only the donkey can see.