Thought Balancing

Summer solstice:

We are called

to try to make something meaningful

of this blip in time

But stones laugh

like water tripping down them

and piles of stones fall

with no propriety

like clowns rolling

who know how to fall

by giving and giving

and not standing on ceremony

but letting their inner dignity

fall with them like water

so it stays within

growing stronger

as they sink to their source

And all my efforts can fall 

apart

ignominiously

like bits of fluff in the wind

but that which centers me

will draw everything back

to its compelling core.

©Wendy Mulhern

June 20, 2011