Across a course of chaos
where I strayed
by stepping forward
anchorless and unafraid
and eager to take in the possibility
of soaring in the updraft of infinity
You reached me
with a zinging call to honesty
that loosened all the curling twines
that tangled me
You brought me home
to calm and settled clarity
reminding me how you, unfailingly
have been my mirror and my clear pool
I drink from you again and rise, whole.
©Wendy Mulhern
July 24, 2011
July 24, 2011
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