A Taste

Maybe

we haven’t even yet known

the depth and breadth

of how it feels

to leave the boundary of our skins

and stream in Spirit

We may have a taste of it

from when the spirit sloshes strong

against our insides,

suffusing us with sweetness,

sending tingles out beyond our limbs.

Or when we call each other

through the twinkle of our eye lights,

we can guess how it might be.

For now, perhaps,

that will have to do.

And it is certainly enough

to send me flying,

euphoria pushing up

under my wings.

©Wendy Mulhern

November 25, 2013