Sometimes my peotry is delivered in lines. I am usually very creative in the early morning. This morning, the first 2 lines of this poem came as song. As I sung them a new line followed up to its completion. I view it as a communication from somewhere within me, or elsewhere. By the end of this piece I was at the point of tears. Even writing this now, embassasingly so. Somewhere in me this grouping of words resonates. my waking self appreciates the message, but there is more here than my waking self realizes.

I know that there are others out there who may recieves these little gifts from time to time. I thought I would share this one, simply because of its impact. One never knows.