Saved

two old firs

We will not save each other
but we will be saved.
When our tallies fail,
when our expectations fall,
and we’ve both put up our barriers
and each need to be saved first,
we can not save each other

But the fact that we reached out our hands
invokes the ever present aid,
the way we once saw light within each other
has earned our eyes the power to see the light

The light will save us
as it always has,
for it has never left us from its sight.

©Wendy Mulhern
December 3, 2015

Peace, Be Still

Peace, be still

Don’t worry,
Your fears can’t trap you
in a maelstrom

The thoughts you wish would leave you,
would cease to haunt you,
cease to pace in anguished loops
along the echo chambers
of your mind —
they can’t hurt you

They can’t stop the light of Truth
from streaming in,
so clear, so gentle —
can’t stop its compassion
from finding you there,
just where you are,
from scooping you up in tender arms
and carrying you out, delivered —

The storms of thought
are nothing
before Love’s vast, commanding calm.

©Wendy Mulhern
October 25, 2015