These could be memories,
these could be dreams  –
astonishing how they are still here –
we can bring them back to mind
so many years later

But even more amazing  –
how my thoughts make pictures
of your words –
you climbing trees
and galloping horses across the field,
the wind through pines
lifting your hair
caught in a shaft of sun,
the sudden recognition of presence
holding you all by itself,
hallowing you in that private expansive moment,
leaving its promise
of blessing and peace.

©Wendy Mulhern
March 22, 2023