Satisfied

It was everything you ever wanted,
It was nothing you ever outlined,
It was the magic content
of all the things you thought
were most desirable,
which those things sometimes delivered
but could never guarantee

It was a thing that had no name,
for all the names had been used up
on things you thought could maybe
(if you were lucky,
or if you were smart)
give you what you wanted

When you found it,
for a long time you were speechless –
How could you talk about
something that was everything,
that satisfied your every hope?

©Wendy Mulhern
April 5, 2020

4 thoughts on “Satisfied

  1. Bravo!!

    I realized I’d been “ on edge” all day. Yet deep in Thought as I walked the stone shoreline from my
    Studio home under the almost full moon, the bitter April wind finally quiet.. waves still lapping. That .. I had “
    arrived “ what more could I want?? Nothing. Right now was all. The brilliant skins given to me, in our home on the lake…a day of biking to errands yet on my beloved bike.. painting silks, being list in the pink and curls and swirls of a cyclamen for hours today.. a surprise gift from someone I thought I’d never know.. I could ramble .. yet you said it! It’s beyond all that.
    On edge.. because of tomorrow’s uncertainty..that former mood of darkness is now . dead .. withered crumpled away as the “right now” unfurls and gratefully playfully curls to life.

    This poem is peek tonight!!
    Thank you !!

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