(or how to heal the world)

There is no grid of time or space
through which we move,
tracked along the x axis
through the highs and lows
of daily random y’s

These lines bend at our will,
we hold them, gathered,
in our hands,
we roll them out
through all the planes of consciousness —
they move at our command

We are not in the world, rather,
the world is in us,
so in the steadying of ourselves,
we steady it —
we calm it, reassure it, and set it
gently on its course.

©Wendy Mulhern
January 20, 2016