i wandered around checkin' out all their
we talked of their art and what they were doing.
we visited his new work shop.
she toured me thru her paintings.
he pointed out sculptures that were scattered
thru out the gallery.
as they shared their work with me, i understood
how lucky i was to have them share it. i knew
that i was touching pieces of them.
and i understood the open space between us that
was allowing the sharing.
i held it gratefully and with care.
and my sacred place glowed with a little extra light.