Sunburst

Moments can come so clear –
light over the hills, between the rain,
sudden declaration of love’s presence
after the dream of dark times

So I see I have a choice,
and why would I ever
choose anything but love?
Why would I scribble dark marks
across the page of what I see,
what I tally, what I hold in thought?

Sunlight dances out of the shadows,
love slips in between complaint
and offers softness.
Light is what we see,
and love is what we know.
Within us all is power
to make it so.

©Wendy Mulhern
November 6, 2023

Unweighting

Here is the great unweighting  –
all the relative values, all the tallies,
every burden of things done and left undone,
all the verdicts and the sentences,
from outside and from within,
now gone

We are not weighed down,
we were never so defined  –
we fly up like light
(which is exactly true,
since light is instant, and what flew
was maybe our perception
(though we then find
that our awareness was always there))

We are not defined
by anything that can fall –
we are unweighted
and our consciousness
is filled with light.

©Wendy Mulhern
September 21, 2023

8 in the evening

Before it gets too late,
before my thoughts begin
to fold in on each other,
collapse like wilted greens to where
they’re only fit for serving up in dreams

Before the sun
stops skimming in across the floor,
presenting charming patterns
(and also every piece of fallen hair)
I’ll take this piece of day
and put it here

Robin singing, breeze, now gentle,
through the open door, last sun in the garden
giving its farewell until tomorrow,
summer being kind – bright and not too harsh,
our lives still reaching tendrils
towards their purpose.

©Wendy Mulhern
July 9, 2023

Visible

This makes you visible
in dark space
where your being
is a question, a quest,
and your reality
is all the laws of life,
comprising you, constructing you
from the necessity of being:

Before any of the world-building,
or any of the tropes were put in place,
or the agreements about vectors,
about power,
before the definitions, the menu of choices
from which identities may be selected

Before all that, the primal Love
saw you
(in that seeing you were made)
and set you forth visible,
one of the lights defining space.

©Wendy Mulhern
May 16, 2023

Collecting

Within the fractal realms of thought
are many passages –
some slide along the straight planes,
worn and smooth,
and some escape –
revealing with their flight
a new dimension,
leading up to newer ways to see

I like to go there,
dart along the karsts
to greater heights,
return with treasure,
collect the lights –
each moment has its opportunity
to find and keep some more of what is true for me.

©Wendy Mulhern
May 14, 2023

Grass springing up

Light glimmers on green grass,
light like a laugh, light like
the swoop of flight

There is more here
than can be understood
in carbon cycles,
though that has its own beauty

This moment of uplift,
this mingling of sight and joy,
this delight of sharing essence
with another life form
is what will shine us
ever more clearly
in the eternity
which we know as home.

©Wendy Mulhern
May 10, 2023