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.