Where Do My Words Go?

I send my words out into the world.

I get back  numbers and flags,


and occasionally comments.

Sometimes I have to Ctrl C and Ctrl V these into a translator.

I love these beautiful languages with their own sounds and rhythms.

Do they read my words, or just look at my photos?

Do they really understand what I am trying to say?

Do they feel what I feel?

All I can do is let my words fly away and hope they land where they are needed.

A smile or a laugh from me,

in a land I will never see,


to friends I will never meet.

I hope I help you or brighten your day.

Your flags and numbers let me know you are out there,

but your words bring me joy.



Talk to the Flower.