Next encounter

I sit with people bringing with me what I have been able to acknowledge, and hearing what they have been able to acknowledge. Sometimes the juxtaposition feels utterly magical.

It occurs to me

That writing every day

Brings me to this next encounter.

All I have recognized

All I have written down

All that has poured through me

All that has come through

And out the other side;

All that sits in front of me,

All the holds my hand

Brings me to this next encounter.

Here we are

Here we are

Both of us together.

The next encounter.