A name spoken

 I hesitate to speak a name and tremble that every syllable(삼) carries a fireworks explosion.  I tiptoe around the vowels and consonants, for fear every curve and turn would betray the immensity that lies underneath.  Why does vocalizing certain things feel like there is terrain to be crossed, and one can imagine the words as paths through some personal undergrowth? Every little millisecond of tone is atomized to cover everything with emotionally charged dew. Will I remember what this felt like...when I learn to speak these sounds?