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In Heavenly Love – a vision

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In heavenly love
you open out your arms
and all the little animals come running
to dive into your lap, into your aura,
to snuggle there in bliss

Everyone says, let’s go up to the mountain,
and so they go, and as they climb,
they are filled up with heavenly love.
When they are full, they turn and sit,
and open out their arms,
and everyone is drawn –
drawn to the light, drawn to the love

When they are full, they also turn
and open out their arms,
and soon the whole mountain
is radiant as a star –
it sends its light out
and pulls everyone in.

©Wendy Mulhern
November 1, 2022

Heavenly

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Softly and suddenly
images of heavenly
filled me up
with gratitude, with joy

A scene from memory played back
but with an overlay of richness
overwhelming me with sweetness
of your being, of our being then, together

And it wasn’t sad – it wasn’t
as if those memories lived in the past –
they were not gone –
they radiated present tense,
they give me more
right in my here and now, and more –
they give me you.

©Wendy Mulhern
February 25, 2021

Day Advances

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See how the colors brighten
as fog lifts, as frost melts,
the first reveal the most brilliant
with momentary wetness adding contrast –
one form of beauty
resolving to another,
the mystic mist to radiant clarity,
just like the daily presentation
of all the gifts we’re given,
just like the wondrous path
from earth to heaven.

©Wendy Mulhern
October 23, 2020

Gratitude and Purpose

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I have contentment
and equilibrium,
and vistas big enough
to overwhelm my sight,
giving vision to my freedom –
certainly that’s plenty

Beyond that, it’s out of my hands.
Beyond that, I can work to see
that the unfolding of my days
is true – see that it matches
the potential that is given,
continue in my daily press
toward heaven.

©Wendy Mulhern
August 7, 2020

Into Heaven

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Unless everyone gets into heaven,
nobody does,
for it wouldn’t be heaven
without each of us

It couldn’t be heaven
without including
the utter end of condemnation,
that nobody can be a loser,
no one lost, no one left out

And everyone who’s been annoyed by me,
and anyone for whom I’ve felt annoyance –
We’ll all be reconciled, we’ll be forgiven,
and thus experience
the peace that is the reign of heaven.

©Wendy Mulhern
May 11, 2020

The Way of Heaven

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In the way of heaven,
not one of us is judged
for our bumbling efforts
to make our way on earth

And no one is rewarded
for being the high status clown –
each one of us is laughable
in our lowdown or our haughty way

We all are loved –
loved even while laughed at,
loved beyond laughter,
loved to the point of awe, of tears.
It is our disapproval that gets laughed away –
no one is disapproved of here.

©Wendy Mulhern
May 7, 2020

Approach

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I envision you
welcomed into light,
welcomed home,
seen
in a lucidity and depth
you’d never known before

I feel you soften,
relax into the comfort and the confidence,
bask in recognition and appreciation,
and in the pleasure
of delighting all your company

I see you there
because each day
I feel a little closer to it –
as I approach this truth,
day by day, I feel
closer, too, to you.

©Wendy Mulhern
April 13, 2020

Mother Wave

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When the mother wave comes for you,
you will be cradled,
you will be borne up,
you will be bathed and buoyant

You will not miss
what you are swept away from,
you will not mind
how naked and how new
you feel, how far away
from your tongue are any words

When the mother wave comes,
you will delight in stillness.
all your worries gone,
your heart at home.

©Wendy Mulhern
March 17, 2020

The Choir of Heaven

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To bring in range the choir of heaven
consider what it means
that there be no more death —
not now or ever — that the whole veil
be drawn away, and we perceive that
no one, and nothing, has ever died

If there has been no loss
of loved ones, or of wisdom,
or of life experience,
of ancient ways of knowing,
of lessons dearly learned,
of birds and animals,
of fish, of trees,
of anyone who loved them

That whole choir of ancestors
and children, and newly resurrected hope
would fill the realm of home,
would fill infinity —
Yes, I will be there, too
and yes, I too will sing.

©Wendy Mulhern
April 5, 2019

If We Knew

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And as for us, poor fumble people,
all we need is cuddles,
cuddle of the deepest sort,
that feeds the soul,
that soothes the heart
and makes us know
how dearly we are held

We all come crying, masked, of course,
in our bravado, the efforts we all mount
to prove that we amount to something,
that our presence counts

We ask for others
to give us what we need
but they, too, flounder,
flailing in the chasm of their lack

Ah, if we only knew,
in truth, for certain,
what’s already given,
we wouldn’t need to struggle and to sink —
we’d rest, serenely, in our present heaven.

©Wendy Mulhern
February 10, 2019