What are you waiting for?
you know the words are
right there
ready to spill
ready for truth telling
ready for spell weaving
ready to be told
just sit down
with an open journal
and a smooth pen
or the click – clack of typewriter keys
and a pristine sheet of paper
or the computer screen
and every bit of fire in your soul
no excuses
no time like the present
no where else to be
just write.