I am not the one who tells you,
deep down where the current of your being
runs in the channels of your knowing,
in the certainty of truth

Me telling you this
would just be some line across the surface,
scribbled with a marker,
annoying, perhaps, and easily written off
as ignorant of all that lies below

But you hearing this
from the voice that puts your doubts and fears to silence,
so comprehensive it is,
and so kind –
you hearing this from the infinite within –
that will let you know.

©Wendy Mulhern
September 21,  2021