Sometimes everything has to be enscribed across the heavens so you can find the one line already written inside you. Sometimes it takes a great sky to find that small, bright, and indescribable wedge of freedom in your own heart. David Whyte

Haiku: To a Recalcitrant Muse

Mind mired deep in tasks
Entreats poetic license.
Set my fancy free!

Open wide the sluice.
Words spray out with rapid flow
To revive the soul.

Language has its way.
Poems and stories come to mind
For another day.