Window

This is my quiet space,

this is my window

into the universe

This is where

what I can see

is only limited

by the size of my willingness

to receive. I can take in

myriad vistas, flying undulating planes

of microscopic order. I can see the worlds

for whom my being moves

in geologic time. I can feel

the grand repose 

of the colossal slowness

of my motion

This is my place to wait for

the touch that lights me up,

that reckons me

in the scale of infinity,

that renders me relevant

in the love of all things.

This is the touch that loves me

and awakens my boundless love.

©Wendy Mulhern

November 28, 2016