Adrienne Asher
Directions for a Writer
Run hatless out the door.
Burn your tongue
with all the words,
the songs,
the soft sounds of awe.
Fly far and high.
Circle
your center.
Be still
and know
you are the question,
you are the answer.
Fill yourself with wonder.
Let it spill over your rim,
flood down your skin,
send chills dancing.
Lean back under the arch of sky,
pine needles singing beneath you.
Stare uncomprehendingly at stars.
Become witness to nothing,
to everything.