My Mind

I love my mind.

My mind is a field, not a particle.

My mind is not mine,

and I am not alone here

I love my Mind.

My Mind is infinite.

My Mind is not mine,

and not even exactly ours

I love the soaring flight

of light, of thought, of color,

I love imagination and analogy,

I love the resonance

that chimes us all together

in the pulsing, coursing

harmony of being

I love my Mind, our Mind.

It is the field of all being.

It is the author and the keeper

of everything we are,

and it holds us safe and whole

within its knowing.

©Wendy Mulhern

March 12, 2018