What if words were ...
... paint: they'd slide wet and vibrant onto the canvas of meaning
... clay: they'd hold the shape of the potter's hands, a cupped vessel for wounds ...
... wood: they'd feel the lathe's rotation and swoon in delight at their transformation to new shape
... glass: they’d let in light and glow in brilliant hues
... yarn: they'd weave together into the most beautiful tapestry
... fabric: they'd flow and be stitched - bringing healing to the sick
... paper: they'd layer up into collaged experience, or lie flat and bound and potent
... leaves: they'd rustle and change colors and bud and inspire
... photos: they'd capture truth from time immemorial
(Originally posted July 21, 2017)
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