I turn to You
because Your light
is broad and deep and strong enough
to catch me up completely out of reach
of all the shaming jeers and lofty judgment
which dogged me both from outside
and from multiplying echoes here within

Those voices called me either hopeless
or in need of so much work,
my restoration
would be miraculous

But You – You see me
the way I’d forgotten
to see myself
until you showed me
and it rang so true
that nothing else could trouble me at all

So I remain here, free and whole,
astonishingly safe from condemnation,
and in this refuge, my accusers fade away –
I’m here with You
in fog-disolving day.

©Wendy Mulhern
October 18, 2022