Words whirl out to open new worlds. They frame experiences and shape them into tangible reality. They resonate with meaning and a memory. They bring with them endless possibilities.
Words chisel away a meaning from an encounter, distill the essence of an exchange.
Though they are exacting, they are also fluid. Curling around the edges of silence to make it more eloquent, slipping under terms to extract their nuance.
Gather them into sentences, leave them hanging in the air, or simply flick them off the toungue with irreverent abandon. Words take on several dimensions, circle around a whirl of meanings, carrying whole new worlds within them.