vocation

by walterdoege

I write because I need…I don’t know what I am writng till I begin to write…perhaps i am talking about vocation…the hearing of my voice…my voice is my writings too…perhaps love tells me in a tender voice…a tender music…I touch a book…I can not touch a music …even when I play my piano blues today…the music I’ve played is not here…my voice is here: somewhere in time…somewhere in my writings…that’s why I play the blues…for a writer action…to write…then, I hear my voice…my vocation…I am the loving I feel…vocation…I can not touch love…but play my piano blues feeling love…vocation is freedom some way…a free voice sounds better than freedom…a free voice hears vocation…my writings is  one expression of my voice…and of your voice…free