Facing Forward, Pursuing Progress
The light has faded
I see my breath by porch light
The song of raindrops
A cool, drearily rainy end to the day. Chilled into discomfort, but not pain, only the mildest of inconveniences. But December approaches quickly, even though we still have trees with leaves on them.
the clouds get darker
rain starts to fall on my face
and birds quiet now
I lay in the dark
My eyes feeling drawn downwards
Peace in the silence
Light and dark, tangled
The universe seeks balance
This, the path of zen
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