The Great Turning

The Great Turning
		after Joanna Macy

See the world you want
to live in
she said

apple tree bowing
in stiff wind

the awe-filled truth sets
free the weeping mother
of a female soldier     
the IED
her legs blown off

dog, turning three times
before the final groan
and flop
his bones relaxing

We all come from the same
alive   bright   responsive
I love exactly how it is
The turn, revealed

she