Mark 12:12
When they realised that he had told this parable against them, they wanted to arrest him, but they feared the crowd. So they left him and went away.
Words
once shared
take on a life of their own
They are no longer ours
but live in the soul
of the hearer
or the reader
We cease to have control
over how they are (mis) understood
Regardless of how careful we have been
or how clearly we think we’ve communicated
the impact of words
opens up new worlds
Worlds of fantastical adventure
or grounded rest
Worlds of abstract journeys
or concrete pathways
Worlds captured only in the imagination
or rooted in reality.
The same words may signal potential
or carry portents of doom
may fill one with dread
and another with delight
may stop one in their tracks
or set another free
We who share our words
must be content
to let them go
and be.
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