you’re on your own,
that most of life’s important tasks
you’ll face alone
There’s a relief in realizing
it’s not your job
to save anyone else —
their salvation, too, is their own
They, like you, are guided
on a singular arc
that can’t be analyzed
standing outside it,
they, like you, have all they need
to make the journey,
like you, they need to listen from inside
What a surprise, then,
the rush, the roar
(as hooves that pound together,
as wings that soar)
of finding we are moving
in the same beat,
thunderous in our unity,
burnished in our heat.
©Wendy Mulhern
May 9, 2017
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