We are marvelous creatures
and our instincts are unerring —
See how we fall like water,
see how we follow the veins of continuity
that still flow through the rubble
of our chopped up lives

See how we leave the lies
that said these broken stones
were natural, that the meaning
of our lives is to collect them,
pile them together
in some kind of race
to be someone with a complete structure

We sink beneath the stones,
We find what flows,
We find what holds together,
We find the land
So we escape to find ourselves
no longer partial,
no longer fractured, disconnected,
no longer severed from ourselves —
So we stretch out in how we know
that we are whole.

©Wendy Mulhern

May 1, 2015