sometime in the night
or so it seems,
into the land of happy
I have nothing to complain about —
not heat nor cold, not missteps,
not setbacks —
the bubbly truth
about the nature of everything
cancels concerns
I notice I no longer
feel myself riding in my body —
instead, I inhabit it,
all the way out to my fingers and toes.
I touch the earth and sky
just in my everyday walking,
at home in this day.
©Wendy Mulhern
August 29, 2016
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