Beatitude

 

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I consider my hunger
to live close to my source,
to be stripped bare
of false dependencies,
let go of petty tethers
so I can radically cleave
to what will lift me
along the currents I have always craved

I know I need some height
to make the deep dive,
I need to jump off
to be borne up,
I need to know what to let go of
and what to hold to,
and trust that in my hunger,
I’ll be filled.

©Wendy Mulhern
September 10, 2016

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