These moments, these dream moments,
are given to love, the kaleidoscopic
ever-brilliant unfolding
of renewed patterns
of care, of blessing,
of being there
in the blooming
of unexpected mutual delight

These moments, these waking moments,
are the same, the landscape
in which they emerge
as malleable as those in dream,
past, present, future
sliding into meek alignment
with Love’s imperative.

©Wendy Mulhern
March 5, 2018