How magical! To wake from dream with laughter
My heart so full of mirthful, giddy wonder
And well-being, enfolding me long after—
Each time I turned and stretched and slid back under.
I dreamed I danced and kept on jumping higher
Delightful float at each crest of the arc
Each leap empowered by a wave of joy
A curling in, a springing stretching forth.
And then at once I found myself suspended
Atop an arc, not needing to come down
And laughter bubbled up all unportended
And blended with the music’s tranceful sound.
Much later now, the traces still remain
Like inner bubbles, trying to escape
If I could harness them I’d streak
Across the sky, or help someone stand up.
I calm myself, considering it’s true
Each power has its perfect purpose
This energy must find its fruitful use
I give it up to Love, for Love to choose.
©Wendy Mulhern
September 18, 2011
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