Regeneration

The day’s heat radiates
out from my skin,
now after sunset
when the pink light
has given way to some color
without a name,
I am content
but too tired for thought  –
time to ride on the soft processes,
sink into the wordless swing,
stretch into languid depths –
regeneration.

©Wendy Mulhern
August 19, 2022

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