there’s
one for sleepin’
one for washin’
one for cookin’
one for readin’
one for livin’
one for prayin’
and a corridor that connects them all
to not get lost in the newness of this new world for one
I name things
every day
sun up to sun down
one by one
room by room
I drift in and out of focus touching
everything that wants to be touched
even me
then deep calls unto deep
and I am on my knees again
willing myself down the corridor that connects them all
pausing and pointing
laying hands
naming things
bestowing fact to fiction and an I-am-here-ness
to everything
because who would have thunk it!? - a whole world for one!
and it’s marvelous
and I wish you could see it
you would love to see it