Day 10
Tired,
Aching
at day’s end,
Loud silence seeping
Through an open window,
Crickets and voices
in the distant darkness,
A grey cat keeping watch
At night, a moon hiding
behind clouds.
I Empty my mind
of Cluttered thoughts,
And unwind
breathing cool air
and the smell of light rain
on the ground
still warm from day.
hinarising 