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