End of April

 

Joy's Promise

 

The promise of joy
is not distant, after all  -
is not based on conditions to be met

The promise of joy shines brighter
than the jagged fear edges
through which it breaks

and ultimately
it doesn't need to overcome them -
in its brilliance nothing else
has any presence

For joy is even more than promise  -
it is our natural state,
the breath of life before the world began
which knits us, breath by breath,
with our I Am.

©Wendy Mulhern
April 29, 2022

Ready

 

This morning I let myself imagine

a happy future  - nothing special, really  -
just a family, and some bubbling love
and easy music - just the overflow
of joy engendered in simple presence,
children, and parental bonds
showing life to be so far beyond
what could be bought, or sold, or planned.
And it was plenty, such that I could relax
into the days to come,
open armed and ready to receive.

©Wendy Mulhern
April 28, 2022

Dis

 

Let me not be dismayed
or distracted

Let me remember
how I am made
and my source of traction

Let me dismiss the tale
and dismantle the constructs
so I can miss the trap
and take up the mantle

Let me not be quick to dis
but rather focus on what is.

©Wendy Mulhern
April 27, 2022

Knowing

 

There isn't a state of not knowing.
There isn't a state of not loving.

I hold this compass up
against confusing thought scapes,
the maze tight corridors
through which my sights
for so long have been channeled

I will learn this lesson
from all who know it -
from trees, and from grasses,
and from anyone
who with humility and wonder
has plied their art for long enough
to make it be their teacher

We live in knowing
and we live in love
and in their practice
we will make the net
that heals the world.

©Wendy Mulhern
April 26, 2022

A kind of happy

 rejoicing in the many ways

to revel in the grace of days

The way it feels to walk the land,
which, even in the mist and rain,
enchants, the way you saw me there
and how it made you happy,
and how you came across the grass to tell me

The things we think we need to do
shift and settle. We release the sense
of all we should have done by now.
Outside, the scene glides into darkness,
the fire's reflection occupies the window.
We know no more now
than we knew this morning,
but perhaps we can allow ourselves
to be at peace.

©Wendy Mulhern
April 25, 2022

Every Encounter

 

Touching you
lets me touch into
all that is real
of you, of me -
it lifts my view to take in
the grander frame that governs us,
the laws by which we always
brighten each other, and so illumine
all the glory in which we
and every life
are blissfully entwined.

©Wendy Mulhern
April 23, 2022