I hurry through the bright
immolation of day to reach the night’s cool solace. In the setting of the
glowing sun in the arms of the long evening hours, shadows deepen into the
purity of dark blue skies, and I calm.
I did not get done.
Leaning back on the porch, I feel the heat of the day cool, and feel the rhythm of the Earth as it flows like ocean waves against a distant cosmic shore. I listen to the tired voices of people in my neighborhood as they share their days with each other, and then turn in to rest.
Listening to my heart and the people I’ve loved, I gather their stories around me to keep me company, and to all of this I say yes.
I say yes.
Yes. I'm sitting in the silent darkness on my porch, too. Thank you for describing this so well and for being another witness.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Elaine.
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