And if I am released
from the story of myself,
from its hopes and conflicts,
from its worries and pains
If I am willing, rather,
to find myself elemental —
swelling like magma behind the impulse,
comprised of the joy of the growing edge
Can I then cross over
into timelessness and wonder?
into selflessness and understanding,
into living as lens and mirror
to all that shines?
©Wendy Mulhern
August 22, 2018
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