There are words rich with stones,
	without tongue, without heart,
	careless, without shade
	that might hint at a light.

	There are words of wide meaning,
	which hide error and deception,
	sowing distrust, with intention
	drive roots deep into anxiety.

	There are words, which fall silent,
	Motives, goals drift apart,
	dissapear, submerge.


	Peter Bellmond (ed) 2013 - 1999