In the Fourth of July Parade
Right down the middle of main street
the woman with the long red braids
and fairy wings strapped to her back
rode a unicycle more than two times
taller than she was—rode it with balance
and grace, her arms stretched out,
as if swimming through gravity,
as if embracing space—her smile an invitation
to join in her bliss. How simple it is, really,
to make of ourselves a gate that swings open
to the joy that is. How simple, like tossing
candy in a parade, to share the key to the gate.
Copyright Credit: Poem copyright ©2019 by Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer, "In the Fourth of July Parade," (2019 ). Poem reprinted by permission of Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer.