A grey, windy day
Low blows the breeze
It hums through the wires
Its soft music
Hushes the trees
And the darkening leaves
Rustle and hiss.
The steepening road
Stretches out
Its endless furrow.
A single magpie
Hints at azure above the grey
And as I look
I see at last the beauty
A painterly sky
Washed over the heavens
To the east
Gold and rose
Pink and lilac
All lit by a silver sun
My peace and my rest
#CoSopoetry