A little shift starts the sand moving,
and with the second shift,
the channel opens
and everything is heading down,
small dimple on the top surface
and one by one, the grains dropping

We will streamline ourselves
so we can slide on through,
we will let go of
extraneous appendages,
we will not panic
at unstoppable momentum —
it is what we have been asking for

There is joy here
in the gathering of focus,
satisfaction
in the end of aimless waiting,
there is time for us
in the curve’s acceleration,
there’s a place for us,
and there is time.

©Wendy Mulhern
March 28, 2017