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.