In quiet gratitude
like evening sun after a weekend's rain,
I see the vista of our life
rolling out in possibility
Maybe we really can have
fruitful trees and grains,
maybe we can realize our vision,
maybe light can pour as grandly
across our inner landscapes,
and we can walk together there
husbanding peace.
©Wendy Mulhern
May 30, 2022
So far I am from understanding
the algorithm that comprises
who we think we are
or how we think we heal,
and what I could possibly do
to reach into those complicated nodes
and set a thing to right
But this I know:
We're powered by the same desire,
and there are words
each of us needs to hear
coming from deep within,
ensuring us that all is well,
including us, including us.
©Wendy Mulhern
May 29, 2022
After the weather,
between whatever storms
may seem to take up all your thought,
after fear's spiral has driven you down,
there's still a place in you
that finds a way to float up,
and the small good points
which you have counted on
to save your sense of worth
assert their buoyancy.
They are bigger than you thought,
able to deliver you,
able, finally, to shake themselves
from any other story
and fill up all the spaces in your being.
©Wendy Mulhern
May 28, 2022
The work brings out precision
mostly in how it demands
the gathering of everything that's necessary,
the right tools and their right use
and the care they need,
a sense of the materials,
their strengths and limitations,
and how to make them do what you require
And you have to attend to the whole process -
you have to have the strength
to draw your care around it
and hold it all together.
Once you have done all that, it's easy.
©Wendy Mulhern
May 27, 2022
I will not be afraid,
for the work to be done
is bigger than the voices that would nix it
If I find myself afraid,
I won't assume that fear has won -
what it lacks in intelligence
it tries to make up with sheer persistence, it's unoriginal, but tries to hide that
with ubiquity.
yet neither of those ruses makes it true
I won't be afraid,
for truth has both intelligence and presence,
and is well able to win the day.
©Wendy Mulhern
May 26, 2022
Let my love be purified . . .
Nothing is lost, nothing is rejected . . .
It's not that I outgrow a former self -
all my awareness, now as ever,
centers on the light
Truth is my citadel - within it,
there's no parade of lies,
no reign of influencers, no
hot button misdirection
I can feel its solid power
established in my mind,
spreading its sweet peace
throughout my sphere,
and in its vision,
I see things turning -
small openings of light
where things come clear.
©Wendy Mulhern
May 25, 2022
Attending to the tasks of care
makes space for easy kindness,
time to listen, time to hear,
time, once again, to find us.
©Wendy Mulhern
May 24, 2022
