what if you were made to

share your highest hopes
deepest feelings
fearlessly expressing and experiencing the wildest fantasies
with another
how would you feel inside as if you were doing that now
what would you be
seeing . . .
feeling . . .
tasting . . .
touching . . .
smelling . . .
knowing . . .
what colors from your palette would you be using
what kind of strokes of your brush would you take
how big
how small
what would that look like inside
as you're doing it now
and when was the last time you felt your soul being expressed
would you be crying for joy
writing poetry
making music
dancing in the rain
baking a pie
painted anything
fixing something that was broken
kissing a baby
holding a cat to your face
hiking up a hill
swimming naked
walking at sunrise
playing the harmonica
talking 'til dawn
making love for hours . . . on a beach, in the woods
communing with nature
be who you wish you were
searching for your truth
daring yourself to reach for those exciting parts you've been denying before the universe slips through your fingers...again
call it forth by daring life to give it to you . . .