The task we brace against,
leaning together,
will forge our bond,
The brisk headwind and steady climb
will make us strong

We have no exercises,
retreats or seminars
(though we can see their value
with our resting mind)
Our work has captured up our dedication,
all of our energies therein aligned

This work is ours
and so we grow it
as trees grow limbs —
Its form arises
(ever surprising us)
from secret depths
where generative essences
reside within.

©Wendy Mulhern
May 8, 2015