Healing

Love flows in

to all the hidden places

Love’s balm,

Love’s calm

allays all fear, aligns the inner graces.

Every anxious flailing churning clamoring

is put to rest in Love’s deep-running channeling.

Only what is wholesome can grow here,

All progress so attuned to Love, 

All purpose clear.

Let me humbly move at Love’s direction,

Hallowed in Love’s joy and pure affection,

So removed from every claim of pain,

Firm and settled in Love’s holy reign.

©Wendy Mulhern

March 21, 2013