We have covered ground here,
through the longest night
and well into the year,
we have found healing,
sometimes tenuous
but slowly coming clear,
and though you’ve flown,
we still will walk this path together

The sun this morning
was almost match
for the gusting winds,
blue ruled the water and the sky,
we skirted puddles
on the familiar road to town,
hand in hand, you and I

So far we’ve come, beyond the judgment,
beyond the strife, beyond the words,
we think we see the curving of the earth,
and maybe on that circle
we’ll find our way back home
and taste the flavor of our native worth.

©Wendy Mulhern
February 14, 2019