I will not entertain
plans to bump down
an unforeseen hill, to land
in whatever lump the landscape leaves me

Lots of stories say we’re born to die,
but I don’t know if anyone
really believes that

It may tug and tag along,
an unacknowledged fear,
it may get an honored place
in one’s belief system

Bit I will not let go
of the darting silver sense
of living in a deeper liberty,
and every day I live,
I’ll strive to rise
to where we know
we’re never born
and never die.

©Wendy Mulhern
June 18, 2022