I’d love to call myself a wordsmith in the making!
How romantic it sounds!
Call me self-disillusioned if you will; but
I’m in love with the idea of having a very good way with words!
I’d often imagine myself becoming a wordsmith knowing every word inside out;
One with the eye to see the soul of a word;
One who’s able to paint & sculpt & shape with words anything he imagines or feels;
One who’s able to direct the vitality of a word in you as the way he wishes!
However, I don’t bother myself more with becoming a wordsmith than remaining a wooer of words!
I love reading blogs of others; and when I’m doing so I often have a feeling there are innumerable expressions of love, faith, joy or sorrow, and so on, that remain unread, and, will ever remain so.
How strongly I believe when a blogger posts something, she or he does it with a lot of care – they bring it up like their own child or perhaps, look at it as a slice of their own selves; and so they to put it forth in the best possible way. So, by not being able to go through each of them, and appreciate them, and learn something more from them, is such a big a loss to me! I wish I could read everything that you are all writing!
I feel so humbled for you’ve chosen to spend a little time here at my blog! This means so much to me! When you give a like or leave a comment, you actually inject in my veins a powerful wave of joy and new enthusiasm! Believe me! And for this that you do to me, I can only wish that you find plenty and plenty of reasons for that happy smile, which knows no worries or sorrows, to stay stuck to your lips forever!!!
Thanks again, thanks a million!!!
See you again!