The True Image

The true image rises

maybe not because of all my efforts

but perhaps somehow related

to my attention

The true image rises

in the stillness that exists

within each moment,

where the ripples quiet

and the reflection clears

You shine it forth

to my astonishment —

This is just what I would have asked for

if I had known to

This is nothing of my invention,

nothing I could have fashioned —

This is the true image,

This is you.

©Wendy Mulhern

November 13, 2014

Vessel by Jennifer McCurdy

Photo by Julius Friedman