Infinity

Moving beyond

the common daily round,

the obligations and the expectations,

Moving beyond the thought

of what I am, or how I seem,

I glimpse that if I ever feel a lack,

There’s always infinity

Always the infinite impulse of Life,

Always the fathomless reaches of Mind,

Always the vast, unmarked terrain

of every heart

And I can move beyond

the strictures that confine my thought

within the walls of what I call myself,

and all the troubles that entails —

I have infinity,

and that will always be enough.

©Wendy Mulhern

May 8, 2013