WHEN I WRITE

WHEN I WRITE

Brookfield  Zoo, pix by HLE

I write my happiness,

I write my broken heart,

I write what calls me

from my depths

because

my fingers, my pen and keyboard

become my canvass,

my brush and

pallet.

Puerto Vallarta Sunrise, pix by HLE

Writing opens up my heart,

Expresses my passion,

flushes out my thinking

and pays homage

to my soul.

Egyptian Coptic Mandala, pix by Hal Edwards

When I write
I acknowledge,
pay respect to,
observe,
explore,
release,
participate in

the humor,
the mystical wonder,
courageous truth
and magic
moving
through me.

A Contemplative Camel, pix by HLE

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