Ananda Weather
11 October, 2004
Author: Pondering Red
Early fall-
I stare up a large tree
through gold-yellow
almost translucent leaves
into an almost not real blue colour sky.
This is ananda weather-
almost perfect-
soothing and
delicious weather.
Windows are wide open
to let this savory air
enter and permeate
these rooms..
Sweeter than the finest
and lightest insence-
lighter than
snow falling on snow.-
this is weather of pure bliss.
Some happiness
pours through
these streets-
calms some of the
noise...
This ananda air
beckons and entices
everyone to come out...
Yet,
you sleep...
...........
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| webster (4.250.51.192) -- Wednesday, December 1 2004, 03:25 pm You write of the almost impossible-to-write-about subject - air and did it wonderfully. I like the surprise ending. |
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