And I, too, can know
the latent competence a seed knows –
its curled up exultation,
dynamic of the power to become
I too can feel
encapsulated laughter
ready to burst forth
at the sheer enormity of what can develop
in me and through me,
just like everyone,
every soul, every seed.
©Wendy Mulhern
April 13, 2022
Things go through changes –
clouds turning in on each other
drifting beyond the wires,
moon in its cycles,
changing its timing and size
Some processes are light
and some are forceful –
wind and gravity,
flood and fire
And in their crucible,
that which never changes
emerges pure,
again and again remembered,
transfigured, rendered …
It is the same with us,
these days, these seasons,
as we sweep through these great flows
and reemerge.
©Wendy Mulhern
April 12, 2022
Awaken all my molecules,
lead me as a swarm, a convocation,
incite me in unison – I will move
not by directive but by acclamation
There is one Spirit
filling every here,
and as it moves,
everything does
This is ubiquitous as spring,
common and miraculous –
it touches us each in a singular way,
it touches us all the same.
©Wendy Mulhern
April 11, 2022
In small moments, we come around
to knowing who we are –
each time removing us
from grid-based definitions,
from categories and from grades
We know ourselves more fully
in the moments to which words
can only come after,
silent in prediction or prescription
but eloquent in poetic wonder,
tracing the illumination of contact,
chronicalling the joinery of Soul.
©Wendy Mulhern
April 10, 2022
Waves of worry
like April snow
whirl and do not settle,
though they are few
It takes a little rain,
a little rainbow,
the next communication
and a deep breath
It takes rethinking
what life’s essence is,
its resources and causes,
what gives the power to live
And worry is more than gone,
forgotten as April snow,
no trace of it remaining
in the resurgent sun.
©Wendy Mulhern
April 9, 2022
When freed from their shells
the gifts course through you,
providing structure
responsive as trees,
springing with their corded light
to bud as life,
remaining in your memory
as part of who you are
These gifts can’t miss or fade –
they will multiply
in what you are
and what you give in turn.
©Wendy Mulhern
April 8, 2022
Everything is very simple
when it comes down to core desires –
what we want, anyone can give us
and we can give it to anyone
If we understand even just a little
of the truth of this,
we can begin to practice it.
Why wouldn’t we? This is an awesome power –
to bypass all the petty issues
of judgment, criticism, worth,
and simply give each other what we need.
©Wendy Mulhern
April 6, 2022
So sweet it is to find
how spring touches everything,
here, just as where we were before –
how light affirms
that each of us has our opening,
our place to bloom, our fragrance –
Home springs out from our breath and our movement,
taking in the present blessing,
blessing each place where we are.
©Wendy Mulhern
April 5, 2022
The days are full –
we come to the end of them
and fall back into ourselves,
drifting at an angle
through the colors behind closed eyes,
feeling the weavings of consciousness
float loose. My pen stops.
Could be quite some time I’ve sat here
in the weightless comfort of repose.
©Wendy Mulhern
April 3, 2022
No need to postulate a puppeteer
pulling strings to move things to his will
You could as well consider
the element of goodness
present in every particle,
lifting each in its own buoyancy of joy,
none of them orchestrated,
none moved by some external will
But each in the imperative of essence
exercising that which goodness does,
joining and celebrating, lifting the collective
through being what it most desires to be.
©Wendy Mulhern
April 1, 2022