I can almost touch
the sun-colored ripples,
when they come close, by my shoulder –
reminder of my essence and my source

So I remember:
my intimacy comes from there,
the present shimmer
gives me my constant light

No need to throw myself headlong,
down among the shadowed rocks
of circumstance, of social history,
of old and current wounds –
there is no comfort there, no guidance,
there’s no solution there, no truth

And since the truth is here,
I will not leave. When I am tempted to,
I will be still, and bask. I will be still
and draw, from my life source,
all that I need,
and all I ever want.

©Wendy Mulhern
February 2, 2023