Category Archives: Earth Whispering: Poems

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A Play of Day

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It took all day
(a day of scurrying,
clouds rushing back and forth,
making things ready,
rain putting in the last details)

Then the curtain lifted —
blaze of gold on many brilliant greens,
creamy clouds with dark undersides
blushed slightly as they drifted
on towards evening
through the tender blue,
sending grateful glowing
into tops of trees . . .

It was a fine production —
short play of splendid day,
just long enough
for the sun to bestow
blessings on everything.

©Wendy Mulhern
May 5, 2014

Shifting

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shifting

The day moves
in the contentment of rain,
and change that rolls through
like showers on the wind,
not unpredicted, still arresting
in the subtle fresh shifts
of clouds, of air
and shafts of sun

We stand here
in this singular moment
swift as rainfall,
and move on,
still present
as the landscape changes,
never the same again.

©Wendy Mulhern
May 3, 2014

Your Truth

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your truth

You can’t resist your truth.
By and by, it will overtake you,
make you see
the countless ways
you have been wrong.
But it will hold you
in such tenderness
that you will understand
you’ve always been approved of,
always loved.

No one else can resist your truth.
Though they may try
with edicts, ultimatums,
though they may think,
since you are dear to them,
that you should hear,
In the end they will admit your truth —
That, or you will lose each other.

Like a pupa, like a harvest,
truth ripens within us.
We may not know it when it’s small
but it will grow
until the day it bursts forth,
insistent,
and the protective stories
will split apart,
no longer relevant.
And truth’s form will be surprising,
elegant,
It will stretch out in perfect grace
and claim your day.

©Wendy Mulhern
May 2, 2014

Meeting the Need

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essence of water

The deftness required
in this case
comes from having nothing —
nothing preset, no opinions,
nothing pent up in emotion,
no beliefs, no sacred cows,
nothing to trigger.

But who can possibly do that?
— Water can do that,
Ever insistent in its fluid weight
and how it moves
as fast as thought
to its deepest level

And you can move like water
to be at the right place
in the right time
with the right mirror,
taking your form from the moment,
your essence ever unchanged.

©Wendy Mulhern
May 1, 2014

 

Upward

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Peace, child, peace —
There is more to sustain you
along this rugged trail
than in all the idleness
you left behind,

Here’s where the bracing air
sends strength throughout your being,
Here’s where the stretch of limbs
keeps you awake,
Here’s where the challenge and surprise
of each unfolding view
calls forth your fortitude

Your peace is portable —
It can go with you as you walk,
It can embrace
the pace, the constant changes,
and the deepening of courage
as you, with mounting stamina,
forge your grace.

©Wendy Mulhern
April 30, 2014

The Authority of Dandelions

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You unfold
Rugged in the sun —
You were not pampered,
You are not celebrated,
But your certainty of presence
is felt
in the confident, bitter tang
of your leaves
and the shiny split curve
of your stem,
and all those seeds you have prepared
in tender softness
for their skyward flight.

©Wendy Mulhern
April 29, 2014

 

Divine Approval

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Approval

Every toenail, every finger,
every hope, each deep desire,
every tendril of your being
reaching out for lower, higher

Every way you’ve always wished
that you could be received,
Every gift in you
you wanted someone to believe,
All the efforts you have made
to find your tribal home,
All the work you did
while wishing not to be alone

These things all meet
with heaven-sweet, divine approval —
You are loved
from the deep core of who you are,
You’ve never stepped beyond the glow
of Love’s unceasing care,
So it must glow in you,
and where you go,
it meets you there.

©Wendy Mulhern
April 27, 2014

Timing

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timing

The accolade came to her
twenty years late —
making the memories,
buried and filed away,
shift in their places, resettle

It was a strange feeling —
pleasure to hear it
but also an emptiness —
whistle of echoes
down so many changes
(children grown up in that time)

But she felt it was fitting
to hear of it now,
after she’d traveled
through all those long valleys,
after surrendering so many layers
of thoughts about herself,
In this moment
of owning her power,
pulling it in to herself,
Standing up.

©Wendy Mulhern
April 25, 2014

To a Brave Cat

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Sunny, your spirit
is ever true —
There never was a wound,
no abyss to which your questing heart
could wander,
no way to fall

The unblinking Love
that shines you ever forth
has never ceased
So you remain untouched,
ever renewed
in active peace

And this is your true time,
for you can show your dear soul friend
how you are held,
You can give her courage
and let her know
that she, in all her time
of being here
has always owned her name
and she can see you whole
and know that she
is ever held the same.

©Wendy Mulhern
April 24, 2014