Notice the changes
from walking through time,
things that shift,
things that unravel,
ways we thought were the givens of life
suddenly proved
to have been gone
long before we noticed

We fall quickly
through things that we counted on,
feeling the searing fear
mixed in with soaring free
not to be held in the place we were sewn

We walk through the fringes
reach for connection
trying out how we can reweave the fabric
to hold us together
but in a new pattern,
one where more of the bright threads show
one that will hold up the weight of our souls.

©Wendy Mulhern
April 6, 2017