When “it’s” right, whatever that may be for you,

The passion for it will churn inside of you like a raging whirlpool,

It will foam and push itself from the jagged rocks,

It will thunder down the banks, over boulders and down river,

It will explode and surge from you over a great precipice,

It will be an intense torrent of unstoppable, frothing force,

There will be a rainbow in the droplets  of mist at its base,

And this waterfall of your intent will never be contained.

Humbly yours,

J