rainsong
October 22, 2017 at 7:41 pm Leave a comment
rainsong
i have stood, i stand
on hillsides, staring
at hills
half-hidden through
the rain, the mist
(the mountains
are hidden today).
some things
still clear, the distant rendered obscure
some reminiscent shadowscape…
i have few words to say. The world
is but a word.
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This was written shortly after my (permanent) return from Vietnam to Whidbey Island.
Entry filed under: social psychology.
oregonnerd: differing views 
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