lead me as a swarm, a convocation,
incite me in unison - I will move
not by directive but by acclamation
There is one Spirit
filling every here,
and as it moves,
everything does
This is ubiquitous as spring,
common and miraculous -
it touches us each in a singular way,
it touches us all the same.
©Wendy Mulhern
April 11, 2022
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