As I begin to recognize my spirit,
see how it grows and moves,
distinguish it
from other things it seems to grow among

As I begin to see
Spirit as the only source
of who I am, begin to exercise it
as a sound mind

It’s easier to see
how fully fraudulent is fear,
how broad the claims it makes on me,
all illegitimate

I claim my power
and I claim my love,
and they, in turn, provide protection,
I claim my mind as guided from above
and touch, in awe, a shimmering perfection.

©Wendy Mulhern
August 8, 2022