Structure of Life

Considering structure,
the lock and the brace of it,
over and under,
the link and the lace of it,
eager connection, reciprocal, strong,
stretch and contraction,
heart of the song

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There is nothing mindless here –
within this temple, it all comes clear –
in taut tensility appears
a firm support, the space to care

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So interlocked, this life extends
through inner and through outer
realms of space –
the loving structure that allows
the soft and still points,
steadfast protection that gives rise to grace.

©Wendy Mulhern
March 10, 2023

Pick me up

This could be what I need –
something to run with,
something that kicks up
like quickening storm winds,
something within me to give me the vim
I will need for the long trek ahead

Maybe it’s been here
but I haven’t known it,
or I hadn’t known it till now –
let me be faithful in living it eagerly,
moving with vigorous stride,
Spirit song surging inside.

©Wendy Mulhern
September 7, 2022

May

The newly leafed out aspens
shimmer their leaves in the wind,
the newly planted lindens do the same,
May sweeps across the dial like a sun,
opening everything

Bracken ferns leap up,
suddenly taller than six year old trees,
irises unfurl, and glow, and curl,
berry blossoms peak among the leaves

It is a time to realign
our sense of what’s important  –
thoughts like old stalks overcome
by the rising green,
old habits crumbling
like last year’s  bracken,
new strength maturing
like the wakened trees.

©Wendy Mulhern
May 14, 2021

Fortitude

Though I may think I want comfort,
I don’t really want
to be helpless,
don’t want someone
to swoop in and make things right

A better choice is fortitude  –
to stride right into the fray,
to brave the cold, the smoke,
the mud – whatever calls forth
my need to persevere

For then that comfort
will also glow with confidence,
that comfort
will rest in tested strength.

©Wendy Mulhern
December 29, 2020

Rendered Strong

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Ah, we are rendered strong
in rushing water,
not by virtue of the swell,
not from the tumble,
but from the way life always
bids us raise our head,
and how we find ourselves connected
to what keeps holding us
even down and down along the rapids

We are rendered strong
in our discovery
of what courses through our sinew —
inner energetic rivers rise
to meet the outer ones.
They celebrate together
and we are strong.

©Wendy Mulhern
October 10, 2016

Self reflection on struggling with this month’s book club selection

bookclub bookIt wearies me to read of World War II —
puts me to sleep —
the plans and strategies, initiatives and blunders
Yet I get caught up hoping for “our side” —
I wonder . . .

Though I’ve been too sophisticated
to be self-satisfied in comfort, in my privilege,
though I’m aware how very far
this country is from free,
What have I risked
in my armchair condemnation
of the bland rule of corporatocracy?

How am I strong?
How does my daily life uphold
a sense of freedom, justice, decent life for all?
Where is my courage?
And how would I fare
if we were faced with homeland war?

©Wendy Mulhern
May 9, 2015