This.
The rolling contact,
touch and touch,
release, release,
a press that won’t oppress
in its onward moving ease

Only in this now
resides the meaning that it brings,
Around, around, it follows
in its strong revolving ring

Here we stay connected
but not confined,
Here we are perfected —
touch aligned.
Here, in our close movement
we define
the newest edges where we are aware.

This is the touch along the wheel,
our dance, where we evolve,
This is how we heal,
how we renew our love.

©Wendy Mulhern
February 4, 2014