I sat still ·
Pen in hand hovering over a blank page ·
I put together 110 words together in a sequence of sentences and
phrases,
Woven together to create a thought product about weaving ·
From this blank page — that speaks nothing ·
Letters coming together to Form words; words formed into
sentences; sentences forming phrases ·
Transforming the empty Space into a suggestion to share with a
room-space of creative minds, formed by brains ... I stood up and
transferred the words, sentences and phrases into sound ·
Sound that floated around the room-space vibrating ear drums with
a familiarity of yesteryears ·
I sat down and experienced that sound that floated in the room —
space, as each voice vibrated my ear drums, leaving 93 words in my
heart mind and soul; Words now that I can weave together and create
sentences and phrases of healing and hope · The tapestry of now ... | SLJ
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