True Reflection

These are not the signals

This is not the track on which you are fulfilled

Turn away from that mirror

Ask for the inner call

Seek your true reflection

in an ancient tree

or anything you can still find

of earth’s wildness

Pull up, from depths

the memories of times when you were sparked

When that deep surge of your aliveness

rumbled up like magma from your core

Feel the rivers of your inner landscape

rise to meet what you recall

Feel them roaring, thrumming, thundering

beneath your skin

In the glow that they engender

you will see yourself reflected

in the light you see responding

from other eyes

This is the true signal

This is how you know 

what you are,

This is your shape, your shine, your size.

©Wendy Mulhern

August 23, 2012