in the warm river of Love.
There is such a sweet laughter
when they have melted away,
when they have slid, effortlessly
into the oneness of the flow
and a look of understanding
replaces the conflicted look
of frightened defiance
masked by bravado
It’s such a simple connection
when we recognize
there’s never been a battle —
we’ve always shared the same purpose,
been carried
in the same design.
©Wendy Mulhern
August 21, 2016
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