We wanted to be forgiven.
We wanted this, without even knowing
who, or for what — some deep shadow
cast within us. Some light
we hoped would shine on all our being,
showing that we were never
what we most feared we were,
and we never needed
to be punished

We have sensed there is such a light
like an orange glow
in a distant upper window,
a window that turns out to be ours,
a place that turns out to be home.

©Wendy Mulhern
October 19, 2017