The storyteller said
that we were programmed to be slaves,
to look, for our direction,
to a god outside ourselves,
to do, at that god’s bidding,
things we wouldn’t want —
to pull out gold and leave our land crying,
and fail to see our web of oneness dying

The story offered us a key —
We could heal ourselves,
and our world, by knowing
There is no god outside
the elemental harmony,
no purpose separate
from our eternal flowing

And suddenly
We could hold the whole world
with one hand —
all the grand order spreading out
from that nexus
of understanding
we’re not outside the touchpoint of control —
This God within
is our center, and our whole.

©Wendy Mulhern
June 4, 2014