Rising

When we both come up

Through the thick, viscous soup

That holds us heavy and slow

When we come up

Rising with the lightness

Of slow bubbles

Rising as we must

Because our light

Bears us ever up

When we break the surface

And ascend to brightness

Then our signals

Will flash instantly

Across all time and space

Our messages will already

Have coated all planes

Inside and out

With joy

We will be caught up

In that space embracing

All comprising

Pulse of yes

Exalting in eternal day.

©Wendy Mulhern

January 14, 2012