Almost as good as sleep
12.25.07 (6:52 pm) [edit] |  |
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Almost as good as sleep
Dark clouds finally descended,
their beauty lending to the peace of my walk,
soft cold rain gently falling ,
hopefully leading to something stronger.
Some sleet in other parts of the city,
giving hope that the drought might be coming to an end,
though the water depth steep,
the end seems near.
The woods wet,
the lack of sunshine helpful in healing the parched earth,
all is quiet,
even the deer seem to be in hiding or perhaps just sleeping,
for I usually see them bounding off with the whites of their tails showing.
I so love winter days, dark and cold,
for low lying clouds
allow for peace to settle for awhile,
my mind at peace
almost as good as sleep,
days such as these.