Slow motion

In slow motion

Everything moves with grace

Even something shattering —

the crazed fracture lines

forming, in an instant

along the paths

determined by the structure

that the molecules assumed

when the material was forged

In slow motion

There is grace

in the crumbling and falling

of an item

Each particle becoming its own agent

Free to fall along the course

that it, alone, is pulled

To roll, tumble, bounce

and settle, finally

in the place

where it has come to rest.

©Wendy Mulhern

January 17, 2013