Ah — I must try this more often —
leading with the parts of me
that have no words —
the bubble of my inner level,
the shared weight of contact,
the gravity of presence.
So blind it is of me
to lead with words and concepts
when what is needed is the simple clasp,
the resonance, the holding.
Let me surrender
to the constant liquid flow
that makes us equal
at each moment of connection.
Let me relinquish
everything I think I know,
everything I think I am
for the wordless oneness
in the timeless balance
of life’s unending dance.
©Wendy Mulhern
October 14, 2013