Centered

The storyteller said

that we were programmed to be slaves,

to look, for our direction,

to a god outside ourselves,

to do, at that god’s bidding,

things we wouldn’t want —

to pull out gold and leave our land crying,

and fail to see our web of oneness dying

The story offered us a key —

We could heal ourselves,

and our world, by knowing

There is no god outside

the elemental harmony,

no purpose separate

from our eternal flowing

And suddenly

We could hold the whole world

with one hand —

all the grand order spreading out

from that nexus 

of understanding

we’re not outside the touchpoint of control —

This God within

is our center, and our whole.

©Wendy Mulhern

June 4, 2014