Strings

I come again to feel the need

for that gentle lift

along the strings of my being,

straightening essential lines,

untangling the twists

and places things have fallen

topsy turvy

I need to feel the breath of light

that courses through the strings,

that gives them strength and vibrancy

and sets them in alignment

This is the love touch I desire —

the one that knows the order

of all the threads of me,

the one that sees me whole

and sets me there, lit up from within,

clear channeled, free.

©Wendy Mulhern

September 24, 2017