There is no place
on the shore of Love
for fear or time.
They disappear
like footprints on wet sand
(bright gleaming hollows
mark their departure)

There is no time of fear,
there is no fear of time,
for neither one has relevance.
There is no weight on the hours
and no waiting for hours —
Each of Life’s moments
answers for itself,
singular, sublime,
packed with blessing
in the unfolding seasons
of Love’s adventure.

©Wendy Mulhern
October 10, 2015