The Sun slips beneath
A skirt made of clouds
And begins to fade
Leaves stand motionless
On the branches
Silence
Slowly I eat
While gazing through the window
To watch the Light
Grow dim along the tree tops
Nothing
Can be heard in the distance
Puna, Hi. Nov. 2008
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'A skirt made of clouds'....
I wish I had written that.
That is lovely!
Thanks Selma. The evening was very peaceful and calm, and I was trying to convey that.
i envy you your direct connection to nature... i am for the most part trapped inside the human,, and cannot see the proverbial forest for the trees...
i love being surrounded by nature,, but i love it for the privacy it allows me,, and not so much for the beauty i am able to find in nature itself...
Hi Paisley . When I am in Cali. I love to go out with a book on native plants. The rural and isolated areas of CA. have so much to offer. You may want to buy a book on CA. natives and see what little gems you can find growing around where you live. Just a thought.
reading this is a focusing experience -- it is, as you say, peaceful and calm. very nice. thank you for sharing!
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