The key

This could be

the key to the whole world

More than that —

This could be

the key to the whole whorl,

the whole whirl —

the whole moving

whooshing

harmonic of being —

to flying, to riffing

to breathing, to seeing

The key to the infinite joy

which the teachings

have tried to lay out all along

So what was too high to aspire to —

impossible —

Turns out to be elemental, essential,

that which we simply must be

This is the way we exist in the oneness

The vast fractal matrix for everything, all of us:

Every glory is already here

And our life is now found

as we fling ourselves into it

Finding with joy

Our surrender is met in acceptance

as we’re illumined in multiplication of love

This is the key, 

and to share it, we just have to be it

Daily and constantly

dance this delight, until each one

can feel it and see it.

©Wendy Mulhern

July 13, 2012