In the space between
what I think I believe
and what I really,
there is room for falling
and also room for reckoning,
the evidence being clear
in my face and in my actions
and how I move through the day

What I am believing
casts its shadow
across who I think I am
and what is happening to me,
and if I don’t like the shadow
I can change it,
but only as I change what casts it

Let me look up,
Let me draw no conclusions
from tricks of the light.
Let me look up
to realign myself
with what is true.

©Wendy Mulhern
November 14, 2020