Like I Should Be Writing

I promise I will write

Everything down one day

Another tangible form

Of soul

Watching you play piano

All your years of practice

All your wisdom and grace

Knowing I said

I will make them

So you may hear

Knowing the time is wrong

Only how to explain 

Some unseen timeline

When other words lace the air

Words of art and joy

Of hope

And when the notes peel

From the gently worn scores

Into creation all around

Like I should be writing

I can only count the days

This you know as much as I

Inspiration a delicate ceramic

To carry your dreams in

Stories flooding out only

When they come spilling over

The edges

Into your waiting palms