Escape

We are marvelous creatures

and our instincts are unerring —

See how we fall like water,

see how we follow the veins of continuity

that still flow through the rubble

of our chopped up lives

See how we leave the lies

that said these broken stones

were natural, that the meaning

of our lives is to collect them,

pile them together

in some kind of race

to be someone with a complete structure

We sink beneath the stones,

We find what flows,

We find what holds together,

We find the land

So we escape to find ourselves

no longer partial,

no longer fractured, disconnected,

no longer severed from ourselves —

So we stretch out in how we know

that we are whole.

©Wendy Mulhern

May 1, 2015