Hum of the earth,
web of life —
No need to assert yourself,
no need to fight
against relentless chains

You meld into the strength
of all that holds you —
It will affirm you
without your needing to break anything
It folds you in,
you take your place —
It holds you so true,
all that was false about your life
must fade away

So we return,
so we arrive for the first time,
breathing the ever new
ancient
rhythm of all that is.

©Wendy Mulhern
September 21, 2014

photo by Heather Mulhern