Sharpening the Mind

Sharpening the mind,
softening the heart,
I polish all the
rough edges of
my soul.

When my heart opens it
talks!
Not everyone appreciates
the message.

Rain pours down
fills all the puddles
and basins.
To some, the reflections are
too uncomfortable.

Water and love explain
with their infinite capacity
that everything I need to
stay full
is There
inside the inner door.

When I stop and remember
where I forgot the key,
take the time to patiently
wiggle open the lock,
all I can say is,
Thank you. Here I am!