silent day
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silent day
slight melancholia in the airan ‘in-between days’ day
nothing special in any direction
simmering water on the rangegarden hose turned off, water slowly emptying out
a no-stress, non-idle zoneyellow traffic light
the crackling of a hot engine turned offafter day drivenot ready to go in, staying in the relaxed tension
tired, not exhaustedtiny wind shivering the lake surface
a day when no one says anything interesting - no needa day when I won’t try to explain myself to someone - againlet that foreign alien element humming a low tune - be
one could say perfect day in all reality & sanitya day of integrity and no issues and no history or futureenjoying it
silent nightmoon shadows go to sleepsphinxes yawnsheep counting gracescows staring at nothing specialtrees with yellow lemons whisper
it is time to embrace the new life arising at every quantum of light as it always is doingregardless of how precious, special and unique we think we are
nothing special thennothing special nownothing special later
no you - no me - no I
the little dog looking with soulful soft eyescurling up for the night
happy!