Menolyrical; Words for Words' Sake

Pulling one out of the archives; it was worked on the premise that a picture tells...

And here lie the 1000 words

within the space of me

they require not to be spoken

neither split asunder by the 

wordsmith's ink-stained axe

they simply require to be

for myself alone and free

of any burden put upon them

by society's garbled mask

And here lie the 1000 words

unspoken history

connecting all wondrous nature

through the linking thread of sound

wrapped in packets called

words so literary as

we expect them to be churned

a lovely sentence thus creating

but the freedom ending up walled

And here lie the 1000 words

scattered throughout ether

no crisp white parchment have we now

nor quill with liquid squid defence

ahimsa rules here

no tree has bowed its head

been laid to earth and stripped low

but beware there's one thing you should know

the power driving this comes from whence

And here lie the 1000 words

contained within each frame

the balance oh the sweet balance

that's keeping us all together

hung precariously

illuminations in our mind

nothing more than the Lord's side-glance

brought about by some spark's passing chance

strung on His gossamer tether

©2013 Yamini Ali MacLean 

Last time this appeared, there were questions about 'ahimsa'... I shall write about it tomorrow.

Thanks to all participants in February's FFF; look for that next book and page 87... the next linky is on 
March 30th!