Thaw

When you let go,

your laughter is so gentle,

and the unforgiving angles

cease to jab at me

and strain at us

I can rest easy

in the suppleness

of thought suffused

with the powerful melting force

of love, of soft surrender,

enabling flow and sweet intermingling

as we ripple and tumble 

into clarity.

©Wendy Mulhern

January 13, 2016