I'm stuck in this heat
like a fly in honey,
too sticky to move,
to trapped to sleep
Come find me,
move like melting ice,
like flowing water,
remind me why I'm here
and what I live for
Be my Mind, my Spirit,
be my breath, my cool,
soak me as with rain,
and give the land and trees
their needed drink, too.
©Wendy Mulhern
August 3, 2021
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