The words pour out of me like a river
And not just one, but several.
In my mind, but mostly the small space between my heart
And soul I can see the many streams within me.
If it weren’t for the love and grace of God, these streams would feel like a flood.
But they all flow, almost magically
I am so grateful.
I have held onto the words for so long.
Being afraid they might come too soon, too fast, or God forbid
Not at all.
But they come. I surrender
And they come.
It is my wish, my deepest desire that these steady, abundant and sparking streams
Touch all of you, again and again, and again.