Slow

Within the restful hush

of pre-dawn stirrings

you can feel the low tone of patient stone

that took in fall’s impassioned chill

all through the night

and now releases it

with no hurry,

equalizing the swifter emotions

of day and night

in slow perspective,

as elders view the young

with quiet humor —

nothing of heaven or tragedy

won or lost in a single day.

©Wendy Mulhern

September 4, 2015