Walking Through

I will stand my ground,

and if the sand shifts beneath me

I will settle my feet in again,

I will lean into the wind

and I will not be desolate

I will close my eyes 

and blink into the knowing

of what holds me strong and steady,

I will wrap myself

in the practical rise

to the moment's exigencies,

the mantle of resolute calm

for an unknown course

and many miles to travel

I will walk on through,

for there is no other way.

©Wendy Mulhern

December 30, 2015