Wednesday, September 14, 2011

A Young Poet

The currents flow
close to the surface
Heat rises quickly
The quick is quickly cut
He deals in this -
Emotions’ currents
his currency
“I bleed, therefore I feel
I make you feel
therefore I am
All that I dare
will make you love me
The love of many
makes me real.”
This is his thrill
To stand before us now
To lose himself
in his own abandon
for our finding 
of ourselves
and of him
and of why we are here.


©Wendy Mulhern
September 14, 2011



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