Let us gather
among these sweet tears,
Let us grieve,
Let this shared fountain
wash through us
with all its sadness —
Let it flow
until it clears

Let us gather
for we will be shelter
for each other, we will be
home. We will be
the way we make it through —
We’ll see each other
and so be known.

©Wendy Mulhern
January 25, 2014