being rendered silent,
my words, heretofore,
having, all too often,
served a regime I didn't even know of,
and certainly would not support
now that I know
Let me serve instead
what speaks for itself
in the web-connected movement
of every atom reaching
into its purpose, into its bliss,
every being finding, in its living, exaltation
in its joyful contribution to the One.
©Wendy Mulhern
February 21, 2023
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