Monday, November 21, 2011

Vaulting


there is a great joy in clarity
like spring water bubbling up
from ancient aquifers
like the distance of stars
in deep, cold night
and the smell of air 
when it has snowed in the mountains
like understanding a connection
forged before the world was born
and rising from a deep sleep of languid dreams
to the strength of all the day’s promises
knowing
you are here for this moment
and this moment is here for you.


©Wendy Mulhern
November 21, 2011



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