whirling in a balance
like a maple seed descending
in late afternoon of year
as the earth keeps rolling,
bending the low arc of light
bending the low arc of light
more inward
in the grasp of shadows falling
as the lively air invites us
to the dance of bright leaves flaming
so the inward hearth light calls us
to its quiet steady warmth
and the potent stillness pulls us
to its radiating strength
so balanced – spinning outward
folding inward
we revolve
strength offsetting strength
love inspiring love.
©Wendy Mulhern
November 8, 2011