Childhood Longings

I called it a desire for magic,

and so it was — a thirst, a sense of

something missing, something

remembered from another world

You could call it an example

of how we are impelled

to plumb the depths of ourselves,

to find our power, our alignment,

to bring into our days

the essence of our nature,

just like any being,

just like any seed.

©Wendy Mulhern

August 24, 2018