I can bask in choral warmth
as day folds into darkness
and indoor lights glow brave,
I can retreat now
to overriding peace

I have not battled
at the front lines,
but revelations about the world’s ways
have shaken me perceptibly

In these breaths,
I seek to step outside the false peace
of privilege, and feel towards the peace
that must be shared by everyone,
a peace that only Spirit can define,
a peace that sees us all as free, divine.

©Wendy Mulhern
December 3, 2016

pitcher by Adrien Miller

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