Time for another lullaby
One that melts us all into a deep dream
Where all the words that missed,
intentions misinterpreted,
impressions gone awry —
can there dissolve, be fully washed away
And everyone who felt entangled
in the things about themselves
they wish were changed
can move out free
Their only impetus their deepest essence
and the pure desires
that guide their shining
In the morning, may the dream remain
Establishing the pattern for a fresh start
Where nothing blocks the good we may attain
And where our actions fully show
what’s in our hearts.
©Wendy Mulhern
March 26, 2012
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