this beautiful sound
is silence,
unbroken by words
there is just the morning calls
of the birds;
no engines rumble,
no screens scream anger,
there is only Nature
and our thoughts,
this perfect calm
before the day's storms
breathe it in
Tag: nature
Sins Revealed
the rain came sideways in steady gray sheets, riding the furious gusts that tore at the windows and tossed about all that wasn't weighted down; the light show upon the black canvas flashed a dangerous disco, preceding the vicious cracks of thunder that fragmented the night, further darkening the sky; too many saw it as a cool storm, a hard rain, another day, to the those willing to open eyes, it was another sign of our deepening sin