The Weight of Words

You speak in spirals, winding tight,  

Each word a step, a path to light.  

But no matter how far you lead them through,  

They stand at the start, not seeing you.  

You pile on meaning, layer by layer,  

Hoping they’ll find the truth in the air.  

But too many words cloud the way,  

And the point you make begins to stray.  

For understanding isn’t in what you say,  

But in the hearts that choose to stay.  

So speak with less, let silence reign,  

For overexplaining brings little gain.  

Sometimes the simplest words are best,  

To leave your truth without the rest.