I can say at this time at least
that I don’t fear the shattering
of my world, don’t fear that anything I love
can be shattered
I plant my feet, one after the other,
in each place the earth receives them,
feeling the gift travel up
through my frame,
feeling the blessed caress
around my toes
I find myself in this place
where what I am becomes real
as it is realized,
set down like these footprints
on the terrain of consciousness
in the fruition of my mind.
©Wendy Mulhern
September 3, 2018
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