And if, today, I offered refuge,
and if, in any way, it was received,
if I spoke truth about a living comfort
and if, at least in part, it was believed

Then I, too, can ride along the lift lines,
I, too, can share the haloed glow —
the gift of refuge, offered freely, will afford me
peace I otherwise might never know.

©Wendy Mulhern
March 12, 2019