Interruptions

Any snag

in the loops of dream

can start your liberation

Though the smooth weave

you worked so hard to fashion

is now puckered,

Though gaping holes have opened

in your plans,

Though you feel tripped up, tangled

and abandoned,

Look up, for none of this

is what it seems

This is not the rupture of your good,

This is your revelation.

This is the way out 

from your hard and dull pursuits,

This can begin your transformation

Look through —

There is a deeper order

that doesn’t run at odds

with who you long to be,

There’s an awakening

from toilsome drudgery,

There’s a release,

a time you see

There’s no need to go back and make repairs.

You never need to tend that dream again,

for you are free.

©Wendy Mulhern

June 30, 2014