At this moment
I feel my weight is
infinite,
in that nothing can move me
from my here.
When I move,
I engage the spin of the earth,
the swirling up of trade winds,
the gravitation of seas
In this point of balance,
responsive to the landing of a wren,
the look of recognition,
I am always moving
but always here
And this is true for all of us
who spin and swing across the sky
in interlocking orbits,
enacting the momentous dance of spheres.
©Wendy Mulhern
December 23, 2013