Unexpected inspiration

I’ve been feeling a bit tapped out these days – for some reason, I’ve stopped reading anything longer than a magazine article and just want to space out in front of pretty pictures. And because my brain has become the consistency of Irish oatmeal, posting anything of interest has become an excruciation. I was so grateful for all of the bits of inspiration that you sent me and wanted to post something that my wonderful friend Heidi passed along – a poem written by someone who inspired her as a girl and has been a loving and supportive friend throughout her life.

Stop Everything

Stop everything and come with me.
Let the rose in the yard go untended.
There are places I need you to see.

Let the phone ring. Unboil the tea.
Let the tale, just begun, go unended.
Stop everything and come with me.

The crack in the cup. The blight in the tree.
Must a broken thing always be mended?
There are places I need you to see.

Let the door hang open. Don't take a key.
Leave the house and your heart undefended.
Stop everything and come with me.

Where will we go? What will we be?
Ah, love, let me be candid.
There are places. But I need you to see.

No promises, then. No guarantees.
Just love and fear equally blended.
Stop everything and come with me.
There are places I need you to see.

- Kevin Coll


How many times in my life did I want to hear those words?