While I Write

~An hour passed My fingers pounded keys that made a sound, reaching out The letters ring My spirit sings, feelings that shout I sit alone, lamplight glows Outside this room, the day is dark Beyond the window, gray skies know with quiet breathing, the bliss that comes from sharing things A new refrain Outside it rains An open door to friends so far I scatter seeds the deepest parts An offering of words that flow straight from my heart~