Class

Posted on June 19, 2017 by Wendy

In whose name
could I ask her
to sit still and listen
when the resplendence
of life, of joy, of music,
was dancing through her being?

Whose very presence
was effervescent Spirit, Soul,
whose love of life
was overflowing?

No, we would listen
together, with the inspiration
of that very bounce,
to show, not tell
what goodness is,
to live, not talk of, truth.

©Wendy Mulhern
June 18, 2017

After you wake up

Posted on May 26, 2013 by Wendy

After you wake up

you no longer see the point

of doing things senselessly,

of hauling your water uphill,

and making children sit

like monoculture rows of plants,

not touching, on the classroom rug.

And you no longer can be made

to spray the space between them

with things that kill all other plants

and break the life-engendering connection

whereby they might gain strength

from one another.

You will not force them to grow

by virtue of some outside fertilizer

which you’ve distilled and now will re-impart.

When you wake up

you’ll let them them grow as they’re designed —

a liberation that will also feel most wonderful

to your unfolding self.

May 25, 2013