I often happen to be where poems occur. This one emerging immediately after a Stroll of Poets financial records meeting at Alice’s. (I finished taking dictation in the van afterward before I drove off.)
Ivan and I had been informally discussing religiosity and spirituality as a feather suddenly descended onto my van. One of those moments when you question whether some kind of synchronicity or ‘answer’ is occurring in response to a context. Yes, just about anything and everything is possible often unfolding in unexpected juxtapositions one is simultaneously conscious of.