I need to write, but my
brain is muddled by need –
I need to do the laundry,
do the dishes,
walk the dog –
I need a moment.

I need clarity with a glass of wine
and a celebration I made it today.

I need a good night’s sleep
and chocolate (not cheap),
a long hike in the woods,
garden veggies,
a pause in the chaos of living –
I need a moment.

I need to soak in the little droplets of
greatness sprinkled through my life.

I need to remember all
the whos and hows and whys
that lead me here
on this path
of green and art and words.
I need a moment.

I need wander woven into the cracks I’ve
created by living and breaking the mold.

I need a moment.