is knowing what we ride on,
what holds the rolling forces
through which we move,
what keeps us full and vital
and in play
Then we’ll know it’s not dependent
on anything except the one infinity,
and how we’re held in sweet divinity,
wedded to the brightness of our days
And we won’t be frightened
by threats that we might lose
our source of comfort and protection,
or that the place where we belong
could fall away
For then we’ll stand up strong
against whatever may claim power,
ride steady and exhilarated
through the fray,
showing by our lives
the nature of our strength,
showing with our love
the winning way.
©Wendy Mulhern
December 17, 2016
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