Touching Souls

By

Jennifer Angelina Petro

 

 

Wherever you are

Stop reading these words in your head for a moment

And speak them out loud.

 

Say, “wind,” and, “breath,” and, “spirit.”

 

Know this:

 

Breath carries sounds of words,

Wind carries them even further,

And all of it all borne on wings of spirit.

 

Put another way:

 

Words travel, like wind

Becoming us, like breath

Enlivening us, like spirit

Sharing us because.

 

Try these:

 

“Listen,”

Try, “lemonade,”

Try, “wish.”

 

Resonances come whether or not anyone

Repeats them out loud after you;

Faces lift and brighten,

Steps slow and lighten,

Some look up frightened.

 

Know this:

 

You touched souls

With the kind of inner refreshment

That only living wind and spirit feathers can bring,

You brought ideas, held in sound, held in life,

And the world will never be the same,

And neither

Will you.

 

 

 

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