Not what we thought

We are the beings who fly

with our minds,

the ones who see the underlying patterns,

expressions of the matrix

of all the rolling powers,

everything that moves

in the stately flow

afforded by eternity,

infinitely fast or slow,

ineffable

We are the beings who find the fulcra

where the patterns turn,

and with our understanding,

we can touch them

so they bloom

into ever more involved unfoldment

Not hemmed in by these,

the temporary forms we thought defined us,

not condemned to stumble blind

amid the powers that bind us

We are the beings who ride,

standing, reins in hand,

down the face of nature’s spirals

Let us remember

We are not helpless,

not what we thought.

When we hold strong

in humbleness and service,

We’re so much more.

©Wendy Mulhern

June 2, 2013