The needs of the day
lap over each other,
motion blending into motion,
a plaiding of perception,
interrupted longitude of thought —
shortness of reflection
coming to feel like shortness of breath

I take myself away
where other things
can think for me —
tree in brilliant red surrender,
hands to the sky,
pigeons making life where they are,
on urban concrete and grass,
nudging each other into waves of movement.
Lone mushroom still signaling
its ownership of everything beneath —

These meanings can seep
into deep stretches
for my mind.

©Wendy Mulhern
October 17, 2015