Creative Spark

Space

My brain hops out for a romp in the field of dreams …

She sits in Circle with the different ones, allowing their voices to disassemble her world.

A fighting chance is empty of struggle and reveals providence within the ordinary.

You hunger to linger here, to clasp this miracle …

Hey lies, you lies, all alibis!

You got it and you know it, ain’t no surprise

Your reach moves beyond sense — into sensibility.