Monday, September 10, 2007

autumn walk

Couples and friends and people with dogs populate these dark streets. In the temporary absence of those bonds i am not alone. The dharma does not play on this night. Instead I scroll finding and filling my head with songs of emotional weight. The words and chords chill me. Or is it the air.
With the music loud I cannot hear the wind. I can feel the wind and I can see the wind. The limbs of elms, full of summer's leaf, sway in the night's strong breeze. Light from street lamps tumbles through and creates shadow play on wet streets.
An indigo sky is revealed when the clouds have been blown away by this night's wind. That high and cold sky, having exposed me to the stars, makes my shelter, my home, all the more comforting.

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