Memory bramble trail

I need to know you feel OK with me, he says,

I need to know you’re happy with your choice.

Yes, yes, because we’ve come to here, I say,

Where every moment gets new eyes, new voice.

We can pull up memories

but there’s no need

to re-inhabit the old regrets,

No need to replay

the stings of old injustices,

misunderstandings,

ways we were inept

Even through all those awkward years

There shines a beauty,

there shines a joy —

There were great rays of grace,

great leaps of skill,

great bursts of pleasure

that we carry still

So we can walk easily

down the last hill toward home

in the quiet present

of the falling dusk

We can be happy

in who we are,

We can be solid

in our deep trust.

©Wendy Mulhern

April 20, 2014