:: held in the moment ::

" This morning, I am re-writing a poem by hand,

doing my repair as I go along, hand & heart,

puzzling over where to put feelings I want to express.

Poems have a weave to them, too,

and are another signature of the living spirit.

I get busy threading ideas & images & rhyme together,

pulling a word out and putting another in & then an insight comes,

and a light goes on, and I feel the poem growing.

I rework a line until a harmony of sound & sense & tightness satisfies me.

I am held in the moment."

{Nancy M. Kendall}