Word

Words should be chosen wisely

They can build up

Or tear down

Bond or break

Excite and entice

Or abhor and bore

The power of words is infinite

Yet we often fail to comprehend

The magnitude or attitude of what

We are putting forth to others

Finding that perfect word to describe an experience is like finding a lost puzzle piece.

Just the right amount of curves, edges, and corners that nothing else could fit nearly as well.

The wrong words, words that are hateful, demeaning, degrading, upsetting or rude, whether spoken or written cannot be taken back easily as an imprint is often left in the recipient 's mind. Please choose them wisely

Moments intertwined

Moments
I feel happy to be and exist fully in the present
Moments
I question my purpose of even being
And hardly feel like I exist at all
There are moments I am proud of my accomplishments.
Moments I wonder what, in all these years
Have I actually accomplished, what have I done with my time
Moments of confidence
And moment after moment after moment of self doubt,
These moments, intertwine, each taking just a second or a minute, or 40+ years of my life. These moments are many, yet leave me yearning, for just a few more moments, for a few more chances, to get things right.

Dirt

It turns over and exposes, unearths a part of itself that has been up until this moment living in darkness it the cool damp ground.  It is frightening after first experiencing it's first bout of light and it desperately tries to burrow itself deeper into the Rocky soil until it can't go any further.  The sun is exposing it's vulnerabilities yet it cannot deny it feels a bit consoled basking in its radiant warmth, instinctively it knows it has a job to do and digs horizontally loosening up the soil, remembering that moment, but quickly resumes it's former position in its comfort zone.