Irreplaceable

Of course you’re irreplaceable

for infinite Mind is too interested

in every molecule and moment

not to attend especially to each one

No factory assembly here,

no stamping blocks

insuring uniformity —

Each one arises from the need

within itself,

Each grows within the pattern of its being

Each leans into the call 

to fill its place,

to be the perfect answer

to the perfect questions 

reaching out around it

So of course you’re irreplaceable

but more than in that sense —

it’s also true

There’s no one else

with whom I’m me

the way I am with you.

©Wendy Mulhern

August 18, 2014