Each of These

Please forgive me —

all this time I have imagined

each of these as form-bound,

limited in viewpoint and potential,

minds of size to fit within.

I have misjudged them.

Each of them is portal to infinity,

each a representative

of that grand impulse

that sounds the stars, that

sends the waters cycling

in such exultant waves of thundering power

that everything rejoices

Each of these is made

to deliver the precisely needed blessing

in that moment where our circles intersect.

In that interaction,

we are made whole.

©Wendy Mulhern

November 10, 2015