Words of Writting

It is a rare treasure these days when I find the time to sit down and write. I miss the nights I had energy enough to stay up and scribble in my journal or let my fingers dance across the keyboard. I miss the daily journal I used to keep. I miss letting my fingers type each and every word that comes to my mind.
There is so much to write about and so much to capture I am sometimes afraid my mind will never be able to remember it all. So I snap pictures right and left, scribble notes here and there hoping that someday it will end up in a scrapbook or a letter. Maybe a magazine or the newspaper!
Words are like snowflakes, writing like a blanket of snow. The words pile on top of each other and tumble over creating glistening, crisp landscape. A beautiful story, a compelling speech, a heartfelt letter, a heartbreaking song. For some a masterpiece to be displayed and others a bundle of notebooks and papers shoved into a long forgotten box.
If a picture is worth a thousand words, how much then must a word be worth? A thousand sunsets, a million rain drops, one hundred smiles...