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Companion

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When I ride
you are with me
You and I together
float above my sight to the left
embracing
while the beach scape
rolls out beside us
and the morning clouds
white after their metamorphosis at dawn
look on
And I feel the satisfaction of togetherness
while my legs pump up the hills
And it’s a shared experience
the way the wind pushes
at my face as I glide down
arms now spread wide —
a well-earned flight —
I take you with me
so your heart will know me,
so our hearts
will recognize each other from afar.

©Wendy Mulhern
August 30, 2012


Destiny

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It is no miracle
for Life to put us each
in our perfect place
For grand improbabilities of events
to make us converge
at the right site
and the right time
in the right readiness
to be the perfect gifts
for each other
It is as simple and steady
as the great breathing in and breathing out
of days, of tides
of heat that rises and falls
and vapors that return as rivers
to the sea

All these things accord with Life’s intent
to manifest itself, and so it does —
Our harmony insured
by what Life is:
Its fiat forms the worlds
and also us.

©Wendy Mulhern
August 22, 2012



Homing

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The water is homing
Carving deltas in the sand
Delta for change
though this is timeless
Water homing
A grand joining
from every place where it had seeped
at high tide
Water flowing
in zigzag patterns of the moment
through the sand
Pooling in our footprints
Dissolving them, but halted
for a time
in the impressions

Water like multitudes, molecules
Each called alone
Moving together as one
Water like 
us claiming our freedom
through the simple act
of moving as we are called.

©Wendy Mulhern
August 4, 2012



Sustenance Prayer

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Hold my days, Spirit
Hold my days —
I won’t find satisfaction any other way
You are the wind that moves all;
It’s so clear
Nothing else is substance; nothing else
is even here

You are the breath of my desire and its fulfillment
You provide the inner fire 
and the inner stillness,
my going out and coming in,
My home and my adventure
Each thrill, each triumph, every friend
And all I can imagine

It does no good for me to build my dreams
with bricks of circumstances, things and schemes
Which are ephemeral
as ripples intersecting
They flash and disappear, and no projecting
of meaning onto them can make them last
(They only glint in future and in past)
But that which moves in me and gives me life
Sustains me always,
Always makes me thrive.

©Wendy Mulhern
July 30, 2012


All of us

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There is no inner circle
of those who know the secret
There is no outer darkness
worrying the edges of the light
There is no us and them
No “ninety-nine percent,” no “one”
No unconverted, unevolved, benighted:
If anyone’s enlightened,
not one is blighted

Our ears know how to hear the clear tone,
to filter out the static
Our eyes know how to see what’s real
Our hands know how to touch it
And every goodness we can own
must then be owned by everyone
shared by our hearts
which always seek each other.

©Wendy Mulhern
July 27, 2012



Without Words

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I came to you
in a place without words
in the quantum field
where all my electrons
were kicked into a higher orbit
and the speedy surging of the particles
thrummed against my ears and eyes and skin

So merging at the edges
Centers pressing
We approached ourselves
(the physics-induced distance seeming
ever more unbearable)
We rose in mighty effort
to breach its mounting wave
We crested more than once
and still the buoyant sea remains

And we will learn this new each time —
This being —
Open, without rhyme
or even words —
The primal pulse of life
Asserting its own essence
in our forms.

©Wendy Mulhern
July 27, 2012


River Song

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I’ll keep the refrain of the song of the river

           Its rumble and shout as it courses along
   Caressing the rock into smooth, graceful contours
                   High leaping arcs as it thunders on down

             The roil and the roll and the coming together
       Frothy rejoining of channels
Soft curling curve of the eddies returning
      Sloshing back over the rocks

              See how it takes me
                    It captures and fascinates
                            I could behold it forever
            Much later, memory takes it to illustrate
Life-thrumming rhythms within

And I find myself feeling
         we’ve come through a waterfall
             Free falling, crashing, and tumbling out
                  Joy of abandon, then jolt of the reckoning
                         Sinking and wondering:
                              Where are we now?

               Deep in the pool, in the calm underneath
           we remember
       Water is one, and we’ve never been lost or alone
We fall with the force from the source to the ocean
        Far-flung but always at home

     So we rise, so we roll, so we merge
           In the pulsing repeat of the song
      So, smoothly, our courses converge
 In what we have been all along.

©Wendy Mulhern
July 15, 2012



The key

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This could be
the key to the whole world
More than that —
This could be
the key to the whole whorl,
the whole whirl —
the whole moving
whooshing
harmonic of being —
to flying, to riffing
to breathing, to seeing

The key to the infinite joy
which the teachings
have tried to lay out all along
So what was too high to aspire to —
impossible —
Turns out to be elemental, essential,
that which we simply must be

This is the way we exist in the oneness
The vast fractal matrix for everything, all of us:
Every glory is already here
And our life is now found
as we fling ourselves into it
Finding with joy
Our surrender is met in acceptance
as we’re illumined in multiplication of love

This is the key, 
and to share it, we just have to be it
Daily and constantly
dance this delight, until each one
can feel it and see it.

©Wendy Mulhern
July 13, 2012



Waiting for a computer repair at U. Village Mall

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Let me invoke the rhythm
that ties us all together
Grasses bending in the breeze
Little birds dipping in and out
All these people walking
alone, and in groups
P’tick of sandals, heel-toe rock of dress shoes
Words and gestures, turns and pauses
Cars creeping through the parking lot
Car doors closing

Let the backbeat in the background
define the orchestration
Let the running water of the fountain
be a unifying patter
Even when we’re not aware of it
We are connected

Though we may feel isolated
by our stories
(who we think we are,
what we think we have to do)
And isolated by the inroads of acceptance
that we haven’t carved
And the separate trajectories
that only randomly have intersected here
Behind our myths and burdens
we are one.

©Wendy Mulhern
July 12, 2012


Yes! Let’s!

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Let’s fill up this room 
with enough of that stuff
that doesn’t need words
to be expressed
So no one can miss it
and everyone here
can drink it up
and be blessed

Let’s fill up these hearts
with enough of this love
that everyone knows how to give it
So nothing they think
that they haven’t yet earned
can render them helpless
to live it

So they can’t go outside of the peace
Since they carry it safely within
So when they go home
they will still feel at one
and continue to multiply bliss.

©Wendy Mulhern
July 8, 2012