Reality
sets up like paint —
things are blocked in,
they change,
refinements are added
in color and shadow
and things dimly glimpsed
become clearer,
remote possibilities
suddenly seen
as the way things are
and had to be
(wasn’t it obvious?)

We walk by turns
entranced, bemused, euphoric,
through the colors of becoming
Reality
sets up like paint
beneath the artist’s hand.

©Wendy Mulhern
February 6, 2015