~words~

Who are you?

You can be just letters and alphabets

You can have poison arrows

You can also be of comfort to others

The glory of history

The excitement of a story

The enlightening words of Great Teachers

The confusion of misinformation

Flow through endless permutations and combinations

You don't have any intentions

You are merely words created by the thoughts of different individuals

You are the creation of different minds

You are instruments of different kinds

Hurtful words erupting in the atmosphere find their way to the vulnerable

They can stay there festering, not knowing where to go

They can stay on and on

Going in deep

Disease of the soul creeps in

My dear heart

Must you ripple to the little stones thrown at you?

Must you be stirred by words that offend you?

Must you respond to unpleasant words with negative emotions?

Must you blame others for the words they chose?

Must you give permission for your soul's hurt?

Do you need to respond to unkind words at all?

If you do, my heart,

Can you reverse the mood by responding with words of kindness and comfort?

Or is it easier to submit to self-hurt and complaint about others?

The by-product of your over sensitivity?

You alone know the secret of healing your soul

Be mindful of your thoughts