After you wake up
you no longer see the point
of doing things senselessly,
of hauling your water uphill,
and making children sit
like monoculture rows of plants,
not touching, on the classroom rug.
And you no longer can be made
to spray the space between them
with things that kill all other plants
and break the life-engendering connection
whereby they might gain strength
from one another.
You will not force them to grow
by virtue of some outside fertilizer
which you’ve distilled and now will re-impart.
When you wake up
you’ll let them them grow as they’re designed —
a liberation that will also feel most wonderful
to your unfolding self.
©Wendy Mulhern
May 25, 2013
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