We find we are like water  –
come amorphous to the morning,
to the moment when  the light hits
and we array ourselves in shine

Before then, of course,
there is much movement  –
we rise to meet the air, we drift,
we kiss the edges of the things we know,
we make fog, we roll, we lift 
we curl up small and tumble down

All this to know ourselves
in how we let the light be seen,
all this to show our essence
in how we meet the dawn.

©Wendy Mulhern
December 23, 2020