I am brushing my teeth. I am giving the brushing and my teeth My full attention. My full attention is a precious gem - Hard to cultivate, rare and elusive. My mouth is surprised by my full attention. It opens wide and offers itself Like wood to a hungry fire. I feel the toothbrush ride every ridge and crevice. The tickle of the bristles on my gums. My hand, vibrating with the brush’s buzz. The tongue’s border where the gag begins and ends. The sharpness of mint. The toothbrush stops shaking. We have made an offering to each other, As intimate as prayer.