I stood at the sink
Spending some time
Gently cleansing a smooth pink stone
With water rushing between my fingers

It represents love
And feels just right in my hand
When it’s time to be still
And settle into the softness of my mind

Candle flickering
I watched my thoughts go
One after the other
Sometimes holding on
But mostly just letting it flow
Feeling the push and pull
Of body and spirit

The house fell asleep
And it was quiet
Still enough for me to hear words
Repeating themselves
Again and again

My heart said
Write them down
I had something to say
We all had something to say
And I was finally ready
To let it go

It started with
An invitation
To everyone on this journey
To everyone who wishes to be on this journey
To all of you

Before I knew it
More words were coming

And I could feel
My human self
And
My spirit Self
Weaving themselves together
In my thoughts

And then the words spilling out
Arranging themselves
Onto the page

I had to read what was written there
Over and over
Out loud
To hear what I might have missed
Sometimes adding or changing
But mostly listening

It wasn’t a choice
I needed to hear them
Again and again
Until they sounded right

I still don’t know how it all happened
But that doesn’t matter

All I know
Is that what I wrote
Or what WE wrote
Was meant to be shared

Sometimes,
I know I need to pause again
And I stop to read a poem out loud to myself
Almost as if I am reading it
So you can hear the words
The way they were meant to be heard
When they reach you

As if you are unable to hear what is on the page at all
Unless I have spoken the words
Out loud
Just for you
Into the universe

I wonder what you are thinking
When you read these poems
How you make sense
Of the human and spirit selves
Colliding
Weaving

I am an accidental poet

These poems are a gift to me

And I thank you
Because with you
This miracle
Reminds me
That everything
Everything
Is possible