When I came back
to my old haunts
they didn’t fit anymore —
The old hauntedness
could still ring through me
but the old exorcisms
— industry, to do lists —
were completely useless
and the old stories
made me tired
I must remember
how I learned to cast my net
on the right side,
how the emanation
of Spirit within
brought forth so many
bright shining fish
full of life and the flow
of continual offering,
turning and flashing
and flocking in sweet laughter,
filling me up with
everything I desired.
©Wendy Mulhern
February 4, 2015
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