Seat of Silence Here I sit in a hall that can be dark I listen to the wind outside and the silence inside I wonder when the lights will warmly glow And someone will be close to me and sitting Eagerly anticipating a note, a word, a whisper Who can it be now? A poet? A musician? Maybe this time its a public awareness event to help forge a new direction Giving my mystery friend sitting with me in my seat a reason to believe Every day or night is a new experience for me and they are the rings of a tree What will tomorrow bring? Its all in the wood.
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jellyfish jellyfish jellyfish: I like what your transferring ..and ghosts .. The COLD FRIGID winter winds of a -39C will freeze any ghost to the core.. colder than death itself Nice work ! John Coleman
A Walking Observation on a cold winter morning
Where did he come from? Where is he going? Walking in a public space introduces the wonders of life in real time. Some smiles, some stern looks, some focused. Have they achieved the results they were setting out to do? It's a daily commute of thoughts .