Let my love be purified . . .
Nothing is lost, nothing is rejected . . .
It’s not that I outgrow a former self  –
all my awareness, now as ever,
centers on the light

Truth is my citadel – within it,
there’s no parade of lies,
no reign of influencers, no
hot button misdirection

I can feel its solid power
established in my mind,
spreading its sweet peace
throughout my sphere,
and in its vision,
I see things turning –
small openings of light
where things come clear.

©Wendy Mulhern
May 25, 2022