I received this poem by Judith Hurley Prosser this morning and I can so relate to it. In my Travel TidBits writing, there are days when the words don't flow - and other times when they just tumble out.
Silence, listening, turning inwards, quiet morning hours - for me this is the environment when the words start to flow.
WRITING
by Judith Hurley Prosser
Waiting on the word,
I realize...
It can't be forced.
It either comes,
Or it doesn't.
What's required
Is being open
And creating the space
For it to flow.
In the Silence
The word
Can be heard.
Be quiet,
Listen,
Absorb,
Write.
Copyright 2011 Judith Hurley Prosser
Silence, listening, turning inwards, quiet morning hours - for me this is the environment when the words start to flow.
WRITING
by Judith Hurley Prosser
Waiting on the word,
I realize...
It can't be forced.
It either comes,
Or it doesn't.
What's required
Is being open
And creating the space
For it to flow.
In the Silence
The word
Can be heard.
Be quiet,
Listen,
Absorb,
Write.
Copyright 2011 Judith Hurley Prosser
