The temples tick.
The eyes burn.
My son, always caring, wraps up a cold wash cloth on my forehead.
It is such a relief!
I’m in the Mirror Lake again, immersed in the cool water,
I let the wave ripple right below my eyes.
He repeats it several times, many of days. He is caring.
When my son is sick, I don’t know how to help him.
I can only love.
While I like calm lakes,
His element is the Atlantic Ocean.