I was asked, why do I write and all I could think of to say,
was because I believe.
I believe looks matter.
There is
healing in a look of compassion,
love in understanding,
comfort in tears cried with me.
But one look away, ignoring
can break a heart.
I believe touch matters.
There is
care enclosed in a hug,
relief in a hand placed on a shoulder,
encouragement in a touch on the passing by.
But pulling away, distance
can break a heart.
I believe words matter.
There is
acceptance in words of forgiveness,
restoration in mercy and grace,
healing in kind, soothing whispers.
But one word out of bitterness, hatred
can break a person.
I write because I believe words matter.
I write because I believe you matter.
Sometimes it takes
thousands of words
to heal a broken soul
and I want to tell you,
I will write
word after word,
paragraph after paragraph,
page after page.
As long as it takes,
I will write until you finally believe
that you matter.
Jul 31, 2014
Jul 31, 2014 at 6:13 AM UTC
I was asked, why do I write and all I could think of to say,
was because I believe.
I believe looks matter.
There is
healing in a look of compassion,
love in understanding,
comfort in tears cried with me.
But one look away, ignoring
can break a heart.
I believe touch matters.
There is
care enclosed in a hug,
relief in a hand placed on a shoulder,
encouragement in a touch on the passing by.
But pulling away, distance
can break a heart.
I believe words matter.
There is
acceptance in words of forgiveness,
restoration in mercy and grace,
healing in kind, soothing whispers.
But one word out of bitterness, hatred
can break a person.
I write because I believe words matter.
I write because I believe you matter.
Sometimes it takes
thousands of words
to heal a broken soul
and I want to tell you,
I will write
word after word,
paragraph after paragraph,
page after page.
As long as it takes,
I will write until you finally believe
that you matter.
