Lifting

Calmly we are instructed

to stop whatever it was we were doing,

whatever it was we were thinking,

and wait for the lifting,

the gentle sifting

where all the cold gray lumps

of worry, expectation, disappointment,

precipitate and fall away

and the pure joy

of flying in Soul’s murmuration

becomes the center

of what and where we are.

©Wendy Mulhern

April 22, 2018