Rain travels
trickling down
window pathways
gravity pulling my thoughts
deeper into my mind,
images of media, news,
hopes and blues
drop into a dark whirlpool.
I look out further...
Beyond the pane
autumn trees
poke skyward,
each trembling leaf a
colour celebration
of life from death.
Life from death…
reminds me of Jesus
explosion of life in darkness
I feel warm inside.
Starting Thoughts: Just looking out the window on a rainy morning, covid 19 stalking the world, and Autumn painting its colours.
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