Mending

Retreated here from all activities
So many proffered offerings
roll by like water
The waves of doing things —
Fun and togetherness —
(photos as proof)
thunder over my head
and are gone
There’s hardly even
space for regret
deep, as I am
under the turbulence
where it is still
and I am still waiting 
for the internal calm.

©Wendy Mulhern
November 23, 2012


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