This work is changing us.
We are tacked and tapped
and jostled and nestled,
whacked and wrestled
into a closer fit
This joinery, of old called harmony,
will make of us a sturdy structure.
What we build upon it — ah,
that is unfolding day by day,
in rhythm and in dreams,
in understanding and in laughter.
Maybe someday
we’ll have time to see it.
©Wendy Mulhern
September 7, 2018
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