How is it that you
make poetry every day?
is that possible?
a facebook friend wondered
this morning.
Why is it possible for birds to sing?
a woman's body or a flower does not open
until it touches a deep ecstatic state,
until it is fully ready.
can you force the direction
of the wind or the intensity of ocean waves?
can you stop breathing?
do your homework.
Be an ice cream inside life's tender mouth
and melt, don't analyze or think hard.
for whatever wants to germinate, be a garden
Don't call them weeds or flowers,
embrace and host all of them.
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