moments of clarity
sometimes nothing speaks clearly to me
about what to write,
about what there is within
that bubbles up enough
so that I feel I need to notice it,
that I need to pull the thoughts forward enough
so that the lines of their truth
call me to capture them,
I hope that in my wording I say clearly
what intuitively I feel wants to be seen,
only in the telling, the wording, the writing,
do I feel true to what comes
out of fuzziness into clarity,
both it and I am the maker here.
by Henry H. Walker
April 15, '25
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