Progress

Much of the arc

seeks its course in darkness,

following the force of its curve

without seeing 

where or when or if

it will connect —

the imperative of its essence

felt in its presence,

though the full circle

has not been grasped

When it reaches completeness —

touches its own —

and the circuit is closed,

the light is sudden

(This, this is what I am!)

And some things that seemed impossible

can suddenly be done

And the unfathomable

comes brightly clear.

In that moment,

quick as the click of an opening door,

everything changes

and you go through.

©Wendy Mulhern

April 16, 2014