Creation

I feel the memory in my fingertips.

Creating in sand, digging in fistfuls.

Because expanding is play - going deeper.

The feel of connection to life and love.

Becoming, still becoming as it lingers.

The roughness, the texture, the wonder

as i work myself in frenzied circles.

Then a horizon becomes an idea in the

midst of the chaos and swirl.

Thanks for the abundance and the

connection made in my fingertips.