Sweet child, feel this:
your source that holds you —
the depth and richness
of what it always offers

This well of sustenance
is your pleasure to pour forth,
in infinite, sparkling refreshment.
Nothing can hold your essence back,
nothing can stifle or wilt it

Dear one, in this
you are never alone,
and the path always opens before you,
bright as a river course,
full as this moment,
gathering others
to dance in its bliss.

©Wendy Mulhern
June 10, 2019