Winds picked up yesterday, gathering grey. Cold seeped in through the windowsills, and we set the furnace on high. Forecast for today is just above
Unheralded, an apparition in white – wings enveloping, uplifting soul cries, voiceless, powerless – no pause on perfection she follows coastlines while I travel roads,
It’s odd, this gift of solitude. Perched beside the canal that runs behind our site, I affirm my connection to the earth, give thanks for
Black and white flashes disrupt the tangle of grey – heart-soaring sweetness.
Water mimics sky, withholds resplendence of blue, dons a grey raincoat.