Let my thought lift
like vapor at morning light,
separating, rising from the earth,
let my concerns disperse
in the sun’s clear radiance

I don’t need heaviness,
I don’t need worry,
don’t need to hold on to everything —
That which will bless me,
that which I am,
rests light as sunshine
on my head.

©Wendy Mulhern
December 21, 2018