Let me fly
in the rich provision for my being,
let me take no thought
for what will hold me,
what will glide me
along the subtle billows of the day,
what will deliver me
glowing and fulfilled
into the calm of evening

Let me take no thought
but let me know it fully,
let my gratitude warble
in a voice much larger than my form
across the land.

©Wendy Mulhern
May 16, 2016