And how do we do reset?
When the threads of our efforts
are tangled beyond redemption,
when there’s no path in
for anything we might say?

Shall we do reset like fall, like winter,
everything thrown into rain and wind,
coherence abandoned,
distracted into the silence
of going down and down, in and in?

Or shall we do reset
like chocolate? —
signature sweetness clearing our palates,
spreading to fill the unnamed hole within

Shall we look and notice
our smiles still find each other,
our hopes still run eagerly
to meet in the well-known fields
of our conversation

Shall we do reset without effort —
simply returning
with new attention
to what is always here.

©Wendy Mulhern
October 30, 2016