Resistance

We will slide

with the weight of water

out from the grasp

of all that sought to hold us.

We will collect in pools,

we will run in rivulets,

very quietly at first.

We will hide

in soft hollows

and be taken up by roots.

We will engage in cycles

that can’t be regimented.

We will use the tools

that can’t be taken from us —

gravity and surface tension,

super qualities inherent in our molecules.

Without our presence, all the structures —

every edifice of fear and guilt,

all the avenues of shame and blame,

all the lies that say we need their toxic brew —

will tend towards dust, becoming very dry,

will grow more brittle, and will start to fail.

It won’t be long before they blow away

and cease to plague our world.

We will slide softly

but with growing power.

We will build with what’s alive.

We’ll own our moments

and claim our hours,

and in our reclaimed truth,

we’ll thrive.

©Wendy Mulhern

July 4, 2013