The deep relaxation waits
for any signal that you’re willing —
It comes in deep breath
and in the quiet touch of evening air,
It comes in rain drops and in rainbows
and in deep baths of warm water

Any sentinel of peace can impart it —
trees, and seas
and spaces in between the beads
of observation

When you enter,
Embody its sweet rhythm,
You, too, will stand
to welcome any seeker
into the blessed calm.

©Wendy Mulhern
March 29, 2014