It’s said, about your essence,
You can’t see it face to face,
although it’s always here —

It’s known to you within you
in your limbs, and in your light
and in the inner chime
that hums you in reverberation
as you’re moved

It is the same with God —
That elemental goodness,
that aliveness, that
ever unsuppressed
law of joy
is something you encounter
as you live it, as your essence —

Not something you could meet
and walk away from —
Something you take with you,
more yours than your walk,
your stance, your face —
Something — like your eyes —
that you can only see reflected,
something you embody
in your grace.

©Wendy Mulhern
February 10, 2014

photo by Heather Mulhern