Presence

Let me wake up to presence

and feel the substance of it,

how it fills up everything —

time and space and consciousness

Let me feel how presence

is both mine and its own,

how it speaks to me,

how I embody it

See? I can’t be absent

any more than presence can be gone,

and I can’t fail to dwell in presence,

the all, the law, of here.

©Wendy Mulhern

November 28, 2018