I’ve been quiet for quite some time. Carefully selecting thoughts and turning them over. Over again in my mind. Wondering. Seeking. Questioning. Flattened by hard rains. And strengthening bit by bit. I’ve been tracing the paths of tiny veins to see where they start, how they divide and connect. Where they end. I’ve been peeking out at the distant sun beneath an extended autumn. A time when colors fade and fall. When the wind blows and sends this evidence of life into a swirling state of flux. It scratches the concrete and chills my fingertips. I miss the green.
When it warms, I’ll look up and see the wonder of it all.
* * *
Tell me how you are?