My greatest lovers have been art & words.
I’ve migrated between the two like birds.
In turbulent times they bolstered my soul.
My loneliest times were absent their role.
They rush in harder & longer each time.
I get them down…while the getting is prime.
Here so much now, I must send them away…
Unplugging my cord for several days.
Still, rarely a day without planted seed.
I am lucky in these two loves, indeed.

