Light on the distant gate –
the afternoon sun signaling
beneficence,
a gleam I can feel
way up here on the hill,
a settling, a proof
that nothing we do stops the kindness
bestowed on every living being,
nothing they do stops the kindness  –
it has the last word
in the bitterest disputes,
it melts them to calm
like an evening bath.

©Wendy Mulhern
October 30, 2021