Of Spheres

Oh, the world is vast

and sometimes we can glimpse

how we have chosen

one small part in which to run our circles

One small set of intersections

with one small set of others,

of whose lives we see

only a fraction

And we assume others are foreign

or we assume they’re the same

and never see the whole of them

and scarcely see

the grand rolling

that moves us all, in which

all our orbits are one.

©Wendy Mulhern

July 31, 2015