Why would I even want
any of this
to be about me?

Why would I promote
a limited identity,
weak and needy,
piteously bargaining
for some (no doubt unearned)
acceptance, recognition?

Who would not prefer
to be in service
to the bright upwelling
of delight, affection,
the overflow of wonder
and the clear intelligence
uplifting both of us
when seen in you, in me?

Why would I not give up
that which holds me chained and cramped
for this divine permission to be free?
Hence this work each day
to set my self aside
for that which glows
as you, as me.

©Wendy Mulhern
March 6, 2015

What’s required here
is to not be distracted —
The same old hand waves,
of course, will be employed,
and the frantic flashings
of threatened loss
if things should go a certain way.
You’re right to be on edge, we’re told —
The stakes are high

But none of this is true.

The only thing required
is to maintain the steady focus
of what puts us here, of what
maintains our being

The only thing required
is to be quite sure
of our inheritance —
the substance that outweighs the world.

©Wendy Mulhern
February 24, 2015