simonhlilly

RAINY SUNDAY

cloud comes down.
a light rain.
gazing out.

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tending the fire:
it roars gently in the hearth.
no need for thought.

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tending the fire.
a bird flies across.
white mind.

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a bird flies across space
leaving no trace
but in the mind’s eye.

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nothing to see
beyond the window.
spider scurries
across the sky.

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low cloud.
spider scurries
across the sky.
distant hills.

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white mists –
breath of the ancestors
whispering between birdsong.

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snow banks
on distant slopes:
whiter than the mist,
whiter than the cloud.

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