Writing

By Andrea N Carr

I am awake in the dark. I am still, alone and quiet. My arms are wide open, my palms face upward.

Like some other Jesus on a cross.

My eyes are closed but my mind is open. All things are flooding inside me now. Coming from the vastness of the world, and resting at my fingertips. I am sorting through it all.

One day, I will write some things down.