Beyond my words,
beyond the framings of my mind,
beyond the now silent
clamor of analysis,
crests the surge of being

I’m looking now
from inside the wave —
lifting, and feeling lifted,
rising and expanding outward,
taking in the welling up
of exaltation

This is something new,
this is something that always has been,
this is something that changes everything,
this is something that has never changed

How will I walk now
within my former world,
how will I not become
the power I have breathed?

©Wendy Mulhern
March 15, 2018