Violets are to behold when your heart falls in love.
Each time a word is spoken let it be of truth to the token
Of your heart desire, allowing the heavens to bring rain drops of blessing to the two of you.
Live each day as though it was your last. Sing the glory of your true
Heart and soul to bring joy and laughter. And this will be a happy day
To always remember...loving someone is living"
- Nichel Anderson
I wanted to take back what I said to him but I didn't. My palms began to sweat and my heart raced for me to say something. I did not. I could see his eyes swell with pain of my words but could feel his love for me, still. I knew that was the only reason why he did not utter the same insult as I just did to him. Suddenly, the spirit in me sent a burst of energy to do what moments before I could not: "Please forgive me, I love you, and I wish not to use words to hurt you so, only to caress your heart with my love," I finally said. We embrace and began to heal what was really bothering me, with love - no painful words to imprison us of not getting to the true healing process.
In the poem, Words! Words! by Jessie Redmon Fauset, it made me reflect the many experiences I personally express to those that I love, particular, the love of my life, Demetrius, through words.
Jessie Redmon Fauset is a unique poetic writer born on April 27, 1882 in Frederickville, New Jersey, to Anna Seamon Fauset and Reverend Redmon, a Minister of the African Methodist Episcopal Church in Snow Hill, an all black community founded by Quakers as a home for escaped slaves. When she was still a young child the family moved to Philadelphia, Jessie went to the Philadelphia High School for Girls and years later attended Cornell University. Her close ties to W.E.B Du Bois provided her with a teaching job at Fisk University and subsequently became her mentor. In 1912, she began to contribute to The Crisis, Du Bois' premier black publication. In 1918, "The Crisis" hired her where she worked as a literary editor and the manager editor in W.E.B Du Bois absence. She traveled and did graduate work during this period as well, spending a summer at the Sorbonne and receiving her M.A. from the University of Pennsylvania.
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