Everything

I write because it's how I connect with everything
Everything becomes full in my heart
Elusive heart comes focused back to my chest
I don't need to be anywhere special
Nothing happens out of the ordinary
Special nothings get whispered and my heart hears

People wonder why I write, why put it out
Why do people go to church or walk in the woods
Paint dance snowboard cook or love?
There's a River running through them, me
You can get that anywhere you find focus and joy
And your heart joins you with everything