The wings set down in slow motion,
the beat, the beat, the fold,
the shift from flight to stationary balance,
a daily sight, a wonder to behold
And may the wings of my great aspiration
stretch out from stillness in the morning air
to gather wind beneath them and pump higher,
and take my wonder with them everywhere.
©Wendy Mulhern
February 28, 2023
Although the tales seemed so important,
perhaps they weren't -
perhaps all of us let pass
so many potential rides
to where we thought we'd go
But we're here anyway,
however much the same or different it is
from what we thought
And what I now know is,
I can't default to death -
it never was a train that I could board
However long it takes,
I'm bound for immortality
in my return to knowledge
of who I am.
©Wendy Mulhern
February 27, 2023
Long after dark, as night drifts on,
I wait for motes to settle,
but they don't, they float -
what do they know of gravity?
I sink deeper into myself,
beneath the weighting of importance -
everything is equal here,
everything is loved
And nothing that aspired to dominate
can touch any of this -
its motion and its stillness
are undisturbed
What holds them here
stays close around them,
cushions their essence
in perfect peace.
©Wendy Mulhern
February 26, 2023
We stretch out nodding off
before the fire's dry lullaby,
our toes up close
The cold wind that blew all day
keeps trying to snatch the heat
from the house
And the smiling setting crescent moon
casts its pale light
through the window
We have ways to keep warm
and ways to keep busy,
one of them being
to tuck ourselves in till tomorrow.
©Wendy Mulhern
February 24, 2023
Who wouldn't like to know
their song has been
like this one is for me -
profound experience of coming home
The well known journey language
of the music scale,
used simply, but with a reaching honesty
that finds the deep tones
supporting high, sweet shifting harmony
to tenderly induce in me
this longing, this relief,
this gratitude, this peace
We ply our art, we let it go
out in the world - we never know
if someone, somewhere,
has found that it transports them
to some inner chamber
or some wide, wild view
I will fill my world
with the lights of others,
I will use them to understand
the way we're knit together,
the way each of our gifts
can multiply collective bliss.
©Wendy Mulhern
February 23, 2023
I don't mind
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
No shadow is cast
upon that which glows
with the light which is given
to every thought of it,
every one of its conceptions
No shadow can cut across
the fact of love, known from within
as the only cause of being,
a care so infinite,
it wouldn't let any state be a mere reaction
Every mote of consciousness
is love, is loved,
is caused alone by Love,
and so the whole of it
is ever free.
©Wendy Mulhern
February 19, 2023
