Words are Windows....Or Are They Walls?






Came across the beautiful poem (Thanks Salil).

As I started to read the first few lines, I became aware of how words that have been uttered by others, particularly those close to me, have hurt me. I paused.....images, strong emotions and subsequent suffering flashed by...Sometimes, all that was required is just one word...very often not even that...just a look.

I then continued to read.....and then it occurred to me that the shoe is often on the other foot too.....
The weekend provides an opportunity to pause, reflect, mourn and celebrate....

Words Are Windows
  
I feel so sentenced by your words,
I feel so judged and sent away,
Before I go I’ve got to know
Is that what you mean to say?

Before I rise to my defense,
Before I speak in hurt or fear,
Before I build that wall of words,
Tell me, did I really hear?

Words are windows, or they’re walls,
They sentence us, or set us free.
When I speak and when I hear,
Let the love light shine through me.

There are things I need to say,
Things that mean so much to me,
If my words don’t make me clear,
Will you help me to be free?

If I seemed to put you down,
If you felt I didn’t care,
Try to listen through my words
To the feelings that we share.
- Ruth Bebermyer


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