We will learn to walk again
among the plants,
We’ll learn to notice,
learn to know
how the light falls,
and the wind,
and how to help things grow.
We’ll learn the nets of life,
the webs of its dependence,
We’ll see how each thing
fills its perfect place.
And in that natural understanding
We’ll make room for one another,
Re-inhabiting our primal
dance of grace.
©Wendy Mulhern
May 14, 2013