Thursday, October 28, 2010

Word for Word

We take the Word,
we make it new,
entangling it
in other words,
on the other hand,
inch by inch,
step by step,
slowly turning,
word by word;
it is like a bartering
at a swap meet,
a bargaining for
just the right one
to finish the house
we’re remodeling.

Our house,
it is a temple
and a living organ,
whose tissues need renewing
in the rivers of the latest idiom,
to be enhued by more current colors,
hanging in the designer couture
of the vibrant now.

God smiles,
even when some of it seems silly,
for even the small ineptitudes
validly contribute to the 
co-creation of all-that-is.

The Word not used
is useless;
when meaning,
when being
evolves no longer,
time stops.

© 2010 by Elisabeth T. Eliassen

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