Sun

Run


A run,

thoughts come

and go…

the steps not fast,

not slow…

I listen to crickets,

birds and such.

To rustle in the trees

sun’s warm touch…

I measure my distance,

from tree line to tree.

I measure my fatigue

and I talk to me.

I pray some, and sing

and listen some more.

My thoughts ramble

trains on the track…

I am soon done,

I am almost back.

CMM @2020

 

Winter’s Solstice


 

Winter’s gray and silver sky.Winter's Solstice

Pry upon my watchful eye,

as I see the sun go down

setting shadows on the ground.

Yet I know and then I hope

when darkness comes that I will cope

with the fact that this will be

0nly temporarily.

For after December 21st

the snow will come from winter’s burst.

The sun will once again begin to shine

taking up more of the time

of day to give back to me;

my longing sense of sanity…

Copyrighted:  2010 CMM