Rest and Recover

27 August 2025

https://poems.culturing.net/2025/08/rest-and-recover/

It has served its purpose.
The stimulus, now nearly dry,
still excites contemplation,
but it's change is wrought.
It has done its job,
and the turmoil is over.

I am no longer who I was,
and can barely remember a time
when I was not as now.
But the change has been wrought
(I lived through it),
and any tomorrow will bring on
a new change. For now,
I must rest and recover.