This Process of Writing

I sit quietly… listening before beginning... making certain even the air holds no surprises; distracting thuds nor shadows that first need explaining. This process of writing-- birthing a word; searching old foundations for something missed, or a crack that shouldn't be there and now compels deeper exploration.... Of course, we know little is entirely new-- mostly reformed; our chameleon nature green and patterned-- speckled; these tuning moments magnified to pixels awaiting colorful, somewhat musical interpretation That's it! We are instruments! On tuned occasions divinely playing….