Words.
Written together into thought,
spoken into air,
whether softly so only those closest can hear,
or loudly so the heavens themselves can hear.
They are the window into our hearts,
our souls,
showing how much we love
or how much we hurt.
Hear my words,
let them in,
weaving their own meaning
into your life.
For what meaning they have for me
may not be the same for you,
and that is all right.
~ © 2014 Heidi Barnes
To See What I See 
Great. I love the way you talk about the idea that an author’s words can find different meanings in the hearts and minds of the readers. Well done.
Thank you. I think between some of the comments I have had on my pieces and the free write from a couple of weeks ago really showed that just because it means one thing to me, doesn’t mean it is the same meaning someone else may have
Windows into our hearts indeed. Glad that the reading of others’ words inspired this piece as it really describes why we write!
Sometimes, though, the words come and I have no idea from where because I sure am not feeling that way. lol
I know exactly what you mean! 🙂