Thursday, April 12, 2012
keep it quiet
keep it quiet...and simple
My nose is completely nonfunctioning so sleeping it’s not easy anymore -
all night I hear the church bells : each hour and each half hour, get their toll
night can be dark, but has a sound map to it, around here.
Flowers - flowers I guess are the reason
For my shortness of breath - white bushes covering the hills like late snow,
Making the air vivid with scents, everything blooms, everything sings, no
everything SHOUTS and trees only a while ago, like lost souls wailing the skies
are now green, feisty, fresh, luscious and new.
I sit in the Hospital chair waiting to be called in,
It’s all quiet and I’m in front of a big window facing west,
Sun is setting and I can see it through the clouds, a little rain falls, and all is magic.
I’m alright, I’m alright.