Maybe the way I seem to need
to be reminded again and again
is not unlike the looping questions
from the old man of the house:

Where are we?
How long have I been here?
When am I going home?

And maybe my Source is just as patient
with the replies, over and over again:

You are worthy and beloved
You have always been here
You are home

And if I soared yesterday
and sink today, even if yesterday, really,
was not that long ago, and I felt sure
I’d never forget it,
I still seem to need reminding:

You are worthy and beloved
You have always been here
You are home.

©Wendy Mulhern
May 25, 2016