Walk me step by patient step
out of the patterns that enslave me
Release me from the lockstep
that doesn’t look
that is afraid to seek the kinship of a smile
Teach me to spin out on the leaf edge
of the wind
and twirl into the knowing
of the infinite variety —
Intricacies which Life has ever blessed
Let me no longer follow
the commands that run them over
that allow us three or four straight norms at best
Unclamp my feet from marching
Free my toes
to find the subtle footholds
midst the wildness of the river
Free the rivers, too
and let us all please tumble brightly
down the perfect, wild, unchanneled
course that we were born for
Let us know each other
deeply, truly, freely
Bring my soul up out of Egypt
That I may worship
My Good.
©Wendy Mulhern
January 3, 2012
photo by Edward Mulhern