I'm short on words as of late.
My heart and head are full of thoughts without expression.
Things are on the verge of changing - I can feel it.
I don't know what or where or how but I know it's coming.
I'm looking, I'm reading, I'm writing (just not words for here)
and I'm taking photographs, it's still not clear - I just know.
My instincts have been finely honed these past few years
and it's that instinct, that inner voice that's prompting my spirit to be aware,
and to watch and wait with anticipation, continually reminding me to be without fear
but to remember the choice of love and somehow rest in the unknowing.
It's not easy ... but I know ... it's coming.