Consider this: the shine of every day
whether a glimmer, thin and filtered ray
or the mute glow of pearl grey under clouds
or bold eye-squinting light that visually shouts
Whether a slender reed that barely bears you up
or bubbles deep within that rocket skyward
decorous pleasure or a vaulting joy
where you’re not sure how you keep going higher
It all expresses something you must know
though in the rush of duties you may well forget
A presence in your life that always shows
you’re not alone, your need is always met
Does God exist? - It doesn’t matter what you say
Just that you see the shine of every day.
©Wendy Mulhern
June 13, 2011
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