Many of them spoken today with dignity, promise, inflection and truth.
Genuine.
Hopeful.
Heartfelt.
Some spoke of unity, others sang to melodies with them. Some sang better than others.
But nevertheless … the words mattered. They were weighted today.
Relief.
A sigh of relief for a better future and a hopeful one as we try to climb out of the pit of ugliness and lies. Many of the words today pierced through and exposed the hypocrites sitting, pretending they hadn’t supported lies just two weeks prior. Some expressions didn’t even need words. Their faces spoke, even with masks on.
Words carried weight today.
But the good kind.
I discovered a WordMaster I’d never seen or heard before and so did most of the country, if they were paying attention. Aside from the words after placing their hands on the bible, these words spoken with intention and inflection, based on heart and substance became the highlight. I tipped my hat to this young poet whose creation inspired me as she encouraged us to step up to the plate up to the hill we climbed.
Being able to make someone stop and notice. Pay attention. She could have done that even without a mic. The power in her words so strong, that the impression stays with me, in the goosebumps I felt as she slayed her words.
As a writer I was amazed. Young talent reaching such heights can only grow even more. So I got to know her name … and it was Amanda Gorman. Powerful. Strong. Captivating. Her words sit with me. Deep into my heart, they made me feel.
I watched a young wordmaster perform and she was not even at her peak, still young and living life, yet it was the best performance I’d seen all day. Her future remains unwritten, but I imagine with the way she expresses herself, that won’t be a problem. The future looks promising for her and I’m glad I witnessed this and felt the inspiration.
We’re not broken … just unfinished. We’re bruised but bold.
Yeah … she wrote words like that. And I high-five her.
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Buen Camino my friends…
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