Speaking, can mean so much.
Words can be beautiful, yet harsh.
Spoken words can be forgiven, but not forgotten.
Verbally words are sometimes meaningless, without intent.
Or full of meaning, with.
Written words are immortalised in the eyes of the reader.
Yes, they can be forgotten but reread over again.
Saying I love you can play over and over again in your mind.
Reading those words can be reread until the end of time.
Using words of love will bring hope, presence and presents.
Words of hate linger.
In your mind playing like a CD skipping over and over half way through a song.
Words of hate can be replaced, in time, by love.
Written words of hate can be framed and hung on a wall.
Speak truth necessarily to clear your fog, remembering your radiating light.
Write words of passion to be passed forward, like a flame to others for inspiration.
Is it right to speak?
Think, are your words filled with love and encouragement?
Is it right to write?
Manifest words that inspire their future frame.
Think before you speak.
Love before you write.
You are the vessel of your own destiny.
(A light poem of musing from me, for your frame of mind)