I'll Carry You

View from my apartment.  Can you see the Space Needle?

Friend on beach New Years Eve

Here.

Listen!  Listen!
         And hear.
     The sound of a raindrop.
     The hum of conversation.
      The ringing in your own ears.
Listen to the air
     as it moves in and out
     with your own breath.
For silence is not void of sound
    but full of life's vibrations.
So be still.
Hear.
Here.

Raindrops draw crocked lines

Raindrops draw crocked lines on window panes.

Yet, I am inside.

Where it is warm and soft.

This is what I aspire to.

          Shelter.

That I may stand witness to the storms

And see the beauty and romance of it all.