Quiet. Quiet. Quiet. Shhhhhhh... If I listen closely, the fog settles onto the earth Flopping down Like this dog next to me Lumbering down to cover the trees. Shhhhhhh... The horses flick their tails And wind rushes through each strand Just like it used to do to my hair On that golden beach. Shhhhhhh... The cows awaken and low What sound is more lugubrious Excepting my tears? Or is that just the rain? I can sit and watch the sun set through my window every night and feel pleasure. Thank you. For this I am grateful.
I see green leaves morph to blue-black silhouettes. I see blinding blue sky fill with clouds and then fade, fade, fade. I watch as the blinding light dies until it barely lightens my room. I watch as white clouds mix with blue sky to form the ultimate definition of "pale". I wish the electric wires weren't in my view, but that won't change, so I shift my eyes. And now the sky is periwinkle and it reminds me of a blue coral waving to me in the current as I float by, exhaling my own blue bubbles. In the present, I can sit just as weightless, watching the blue wave goodnight. |
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