These are the orbits
in which we try
to find our life,
the circling in,
the haphazard intersection
of some memory or dream
with what we’ve called reality,
the moments of freedom
and the hours of keeping watch,
the forced leisure
and the long waiting

This is a time which may seem long
but we’ll find a perspective
in which it was short.
We’ll find a way to move,
we’ll find a peace.
We don’t need the last good bye
to find release.

©Wendy Mulhern
January 8, 2017