Translated

I got caught like a moth
between the folds of illusion
and the real light, and I thought
I was working the solution
but it was just a dream
running parallel to the truth
but without its power

Let me take the time to wake up.
It won’t seem like the story I’m imagining
but I will be lifted and straightened
from within, I will be infused
with new understanding.
I will not roll down the great conveyor belt
towards death. I will be translated,
I will walk free.

©Wendy Mulhern
October 17, 2017

Choose to Understand

Funny how we used to think
we had to fight for our perspectives,
had to change the minds of those
who didn’t see as we did

Funny how we didn’t know
each view was like a puzzle piece,
each one required to amplify the whole,
each useless if they all were just the same

Now we feel how rich we are
in opened out dimensions
for every view that’s different from our own
that we, with courage, choose to understand.

©Wendy Mulhern
October 13, 2017

The Space Between

The breath between the notes of a flute –
a time to consider
the nature of the spaces
where nothing has been said

And if I need a way to know
the purity of tone,
perhaps it lies in this —
not in the mellifluity of words
but in the calmness
and the listening
of the space between.

©Wendy Mulhern
September 17, 2017

“Give me, oh Lord, an understanding heart”

Take me beyond having answers
to the peace that stills the questions,
to the knowing that is the comfort
before which no doubts, no lack, can stand

I don’t expect or desire
to be seen as someone who understands —
I desire instead to see
understanding like dawn
bathing us all.

©Wendy Mulhern
July 31, 2017