Realizing today
(balancing along on a curb,
wind blowing through the city,
clouds clearing)
that strength is in cohesion,
capacity to spread the load
along a span, to share
the impact

Sensitized
in the unity that sends
the darting signal coursing,
wing tip to wing tip, humming
down the bow-taut curves,
every inch in tune,
harmonized, alive

Strength is not in isolation,
not in hardness, not in standing out
amidst a crowd —
It’s in the giving of one’s currents
to the whole, the glad surrender
of one’s atoms
to the grand red rover
of oneness with the team.

©Wendy Mulhern
December 9, 2014