Chrysalis

This is not something I believe,

for to believe requires a structure of belief,

a scaffolding of many 

assumptions and perceptions

wired together, bracing up each other

And here, those suppositions

are dissolved in awe

before a truth so fundamental

that nothing of the past remains

And so I wait

to see what vectors of reality

can now inform my breath,

infuse my walking

(or whatever way I move)

I wait to see

my substance now emerging —

its order timeless

but new to me.

©Wendy Mulhern

September 13, 2018