nothing is unchosen -
the breath of Life moves
in its exuberance
in all you can behold
Behold - how much love rests
in every blade of grass,
in every petal,
and all the birds and frogs
sing it out -
it's true of you, too -
it's true of all of you.
©Wendy Mulhern
May 2, 2021
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