Words are strong

Stronger than Steel

They can leave a cut that hurts a lifetime

They can heal a wound that has festered for years.

There is a reason we are taught

the pen is mightier than the sword.

Words may crack and break under the slipshod sandals of a savior, it is true.

They are slippery, and we may stumble over them.

But I do not blame the hammer when I smash my thumb and what I can build with that tool might house all humanity.  Thus, also with words.

How would we know of the ancient wisdom of the wise without their words?  What truth and what beauty would we leave behind without those lifelines to another’s mind?

It is better for me to wrestle incompetently with misfit words than to stare at trees and squirrels.