What is the forest of two worlds,
you ask.
Let me take you there
Where with one liquid step, you disappear
from all the ways you measure, count and tally
from every disappointment—
all the ways you’re sorry
Tasks you think precede your satisfaction
Annoyances that bait you for reaction
In the forest’s second world
You find yourself entrancingly aware
of everything that sings,
all that unfolds
in brightness,
and your strong deep care
for life that pulses with you,
For each breath you share,
and what the sharing gives you
and the grateful prayer
that leads you to acknowledge
The perfection of your place
In here and now, in union
And in blessed grace.
©Wendy Mulhern
December 29, 2011