to haunt the niches where I used to dwell,
the places of my former circuits,
roles I held to give me meaning
They have a stickiness that grabs at my attention,
but there's nothing to them, really -
the Spirit that propels me
never needed names or titles,
nor could my essence stand without the Spirit
Leaving all those things behind
lets me get closer
to moving truly to my Spirit's mode.
©Wendy Mulhern
October 19, 2022
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