We find our way back
Not by craft, not by clever planning,
Not with compasses or maps
or trails of breadcrumbs

We find our way back
Not by skill, not by knowledge,
Not with an ever burning torch
to light our way

We find our way back
by falling,
Falling into the well-honed patterns,
the steps we have invested in,
the ways we fit,
grown together day by day
over many years

So that after we have spun out,
There’s a truth we sink back into
and in our surrender
we find our way back.

©Wendy Mulhern
June 15, 2014