This is a great calm.
This is the calm of beginnings,
of the virgin field

This is the calm of a warm core,
liquid and unformed,
brewing place for strong motion

This is the calm
of a darkness so great
there’s no room for anything but trust

Trust in the warm core
and what forms there,
Trust in the autopoiesis of everything
Trust in the harmony to which
we all are drawn
when we leave our schemes behind
and enter the great calm.

©Wendy Mulhern
January 17, 2015