words can hurt
they can put
a cold spell
on a heart
the heart to death
let me forget those words
breathe
words can heal
they can reach
the tiniest spot
in your heart
put their roots
deep down inside
grow like a child
grows in a mother's womb
words can explode in you like a bomb
they can be gentle
they can be strong
they can become
the last words one ever hears
with his heart, not his ears
shhh
listen to silence
look inwards
for words that heal
that give love
like a mother gives her child a meal
quiet words,
plain, not fancy at all
as simple as seeds
but when they reach soil, not a wall
they grow into beautiful things
that's where it begins
kind simple words that fall
into a longing soul
like dry seeds fall
into longing soil
words
© Copyright: Наталия Лялина, 2014
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