Why do take up our
proverbial pen and write?
Why do we take the time
and make the effort
to share our thoughts
and feelings and lessons learned?
Perhaps for the same reasons
that generations before us did.
We are compelled.
Words spill out of us
and onto the page,
liquid puddles of letters
that become words
that turn into sentences
that form complex thoughts
and emotions,
that leap from the page
and into the mind of our reader
who is perhaps contemporary,
perhaps generations ahead of us,
but who all say,
"I understand what you mean."
Writing is a form of time travel.
A message from one kindred spirit
to another.
Between the lines we say,
"I've been here before,
just as you are here now.
I survived, and so shall you."
And our recipient, who may
not yet even be born,
closes their eyes and sighs,
reassured that life will go on.
And that, I think, is why we write.
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