Refining

refining

When you melt
you slip away
from all those stories —
gravity pulls your essence
in a steady stream
of who you are

You flow away
from what you’ve done,
from what you’ve thought you’ve been,
from all those definitions of yourself
imposed by others and by circumstance

Some of those foreign things
go up in ash, some may remain
but you are here now —
your own cohesion
is your new reality

And you will shine
in such a pure reflective gleam
as you’re refined,
as you come clean.

©Wendy Mulhern
April 12, 2014

2 thoughts on “Refining

  1. Hi Wendy, it was nice to see you in Edmonds today! Hope the book store meeting went well. I love this poem…I have felt this way many times, and it is comforting and somewhat affirming to see your words expressing it on paper. Beautifully done!

    • Hi Janis, Nice to see you too! What a great place to work. Yes, she bought one book — Journeying — to try to sell. If it sells, she’ll probably get more. Thanks — it’s nice to hear the affirmation of others feeling this way. Kind of stuff that doesn’t necessarily come up in the prosaic interactions of any given day . . .

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