In Praise of Simple Things

Observed on Summer Nights


So often I think
Of vast expanses of
Blue that
Comes up on us

Like storms lost somewhere
In the distance.


The soft, steady
Pellets of rain that
Fall like

Evening shadows across
A red canyon wall.


Birds calling. A
Sweetness of smell as
Wind picks up dry dirt and
Tosses it

Off in bug-filled air.


Longings and whispers.
Silence and the break
Of branches off
In calm, cool,
Wild woods.

2 thoughts on “In Praise of Simple Things

  1. jae rose August 21, 2016 / 7:24 pm

    Simple things transcend time and place – and yet are the very things which make us feel connected perhaps..all water and blue..and breathing


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