Holding the Line

Not waiting for something to happen,
not holding my breath to see
how the winds will blow,
how the fire will spread

Any one of us, right now
(and that means me)
has the power to stop
the spread of fear, of fire,
of inflammation
not by saying nevermind,
at least we’re safe,
but by knowing that the safety
of every one of us is in our essence,
the will to live that powers
every aspect of our being

That will commands winds and waves,
and it can say let’s unite,
and it can say here is the wise move
in this moment
and it can say together, we are victorious,
and it can say peace, be still.

©Wendy Mulhern
September 9, 2020

2 thoughts on “Holding the Line

  1. Nice !
    The waves here are fierce this week in Chicago .. I too have been thinking “ peace – be still “ for my beloved city

    Great poem!

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