Allison Grayhurst is a member of the League of Canadian Poets. She has over 550 poems published in international journals and anthologies. She has eleven published books of poetry and five collections, as well as six chapbooks and one e-chapbook. She lives in Toronto with her family. She also sculpts, working with clay; www.allisongrayhurst.com
Finally it has come,
engulfing my thighs and the ends of my toes.
Finally the answer glides through my hair
like the wind, freeing me again on four sides.
There is no trick, no easy way to ride
unscathed through this bloodthirsty town,
I have discovered the way is to lean into
the invisible breath of divinity like a child does
into its mother's solid arms.
Finally there is a warm shade in my soup –
the nutrient to make my panicked heart mute.
It is the channel I have been waiting for, the doctor's slip to erase
all future obligations.