Let me feel Your presence
like morning dew
that settles in so gently,
occasioning the tiny movements
of my thought, the small adjustments
that let the truth sink in
so I am nourished,
so I am changed

Let me respond
in opening of new blooms,
the possibilities Your truth advances
in places where the untrue myths
have melted off,
the startling expanse
engendered by Your everpresent light

Let me grow into it
in just the pace that You design,
calling me by name,
saying, “you are mine.”

©Wendy Mulhern
July 20, 2019

I keep coming back to the words,
they keep reminding me,
they rise in thought
inviting me to take their meaning,
inviting me to stop everything
and go down deep
and let myself be fully realigned

The words keep coming back to me
like glimpses of beauty
and the sudden concentration of freshness
in the air — from what? from wind,
from sun? From the sweet breath
of trees and grass?
They come to me
like looking up and being amazed,
like seeing something that is always there
but now insists that I notice.

©Wendy Mulhern
May 28, 2019

How to pray is
you set the silent seal
that draws you
into the heart of yourself
where you lie close
along what causes you,
where you feel the breath
of every impulse of your source,
that blessed companionship
that gives you all you need

This is in fact your essence
and your sovereignty,
where your longings are fulfilled,
today and every day.

©Wendy Mulhern
January 8, 2019

In the depths of night
when I’m not sleeping,
when I’m praying
and it’s too dark to see anything
except night sky between dark branches
and there’s really no place to go,
no place to be but here

Let there be light —
let there be something more tangible
than my firm conviction and strong hope —
let them find confirmation at dawn,
let my life embody this truth.

©Wendy Mulhern
August 13, 2018