Touching Ground

Now and again in flashes

I get this image:

My foot touching ground

for the first time,

the knowledge of contact

flowing back into me

up the curve of my calf,

my knee,

I feel its echo down my arm

as if my arm had never

up till now

been really here

And I sense 

that this discovery

is what I have always needed

to move with power in the world,

to be whole.

©Wendy Mulhern

July 5, 2015