Caught up in a Clear Day

Inspired by “One age ago — in the rain” from Eli by Lawrence Cottrell ©1993

Weeds pulled
(there were only three;
it’s a small garden,)
I unfold my chair
under an oak tree,
sit for a minute
listening to birdsong.

There is a gentling
and a drifting in the wind
today, a whispering
that remembers rain,
and thunder…
Those shuttering times
when the sky was gray.

That was another lifetime,
another me. Today a new sky,
innocent of gray. Tomorrow
there may be a shower,
but today the sky is blue
and thunder
seems so far away.



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