Words will, on occasion find their way to a fixed position upon a page, but their origin is elsewhere, always.
Deep within the forest that is our mind, we gather clusters of words to form language. On occasion we will verbalize it. We can of course communicate this way with one another. Such communication requires basic skills to do well.
There is a richer form of communication that conveys images and to which we can attach our life experiences and see a bit of something that is a collaborative effort of the writer and the reader. Both giving something to the picture that we see in print.
It is an art form. It takes on shapes, images, smells, color and emotion, coming alive before our eyes. It is poetry… the virtual language of all cultures and all generations.
