Sharing Stories

We traded in the currency of wisdom —

Bright beads strung on chains of story,

held out in our gesticulating hands,

exchanged in channels of our care

We were all lit up

in the refracted rays

of those deep gems

we each had mined,

ofttimes in solitary toil,

and now could bring out in the light

to share

So we grew richer,

the wealth of these being

the way they multiply when seen,

the way they fill up our dark places

with a glow that warms us solidly

while still revealing

their enticing depth.

©Wendy Mulhern

June 28, 2014