Simply

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That which saves us
doesn’t need to overthrow anything —
it simply opens the inner
gates to infinity,
simply replaces the whole landscape
— all its former haunts of fear —
with something far more solid
than we’ve ever walked on,
each footprint now
flooding with light,
each footstep bringing new views

That which seemed to hold us
so firmly trapped,
we simply slip from
into a different frame,
a kinder set of causes
— no longer the indifferent laws
that don’t care how we fall —
Here our cause loves us
and arranges our safe landings
and our exhilarating flights.

©Wendy Mulhern
December 18, 2016

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