Nothing stops the peace
of this release:
The shrunken husk,
the burst cocoon,
curls in upon itself
and so recedes
No need to seek its cloister
anymore
The bright wings pumping full of life
stretching out to own a greater sphere
affirm my purpose
and epitomize
why I’m here
So I begin to learn
to move, inhabit this expansive dome
To seek the currents in the air
To find myself at home
And if I need to feel a close embrace
I’ll seek it in a way that lets my wings stay free
Angelic cradling and seeing, face to face
how we embody what we’re meant to be.
©Wendy Mulhern
May 2, 2012
Music in background: “Evening Chat” by Isaac Shepard