Tones

We go through the times

of these deep colors,

we are soaked through

in these dark tones,

we see the sediment suspended

in slow-moving oceans,

we feel the sifting settling

and its countering stir

There are no lines

to trace around these motions,

there is no story

that we can tell,

there is no waiting

that gains us information —

we find our meaning

in moving ever forward,

chiming our presence

into the days.

©Wendy Mulhern

December 25, 2017