Monday, November 1, 2010

It's Quiet


It's quiet.
Disconnected,
not so much noise
in the ether,
the net,
the phone.

Interim.
Intermission.
Interlocking pieces
not evident to the eye.

Pastels.
not showy,
but subtle
and persistent.

A little lonely,
but never alone.


All is right with the world.
I just know it.

Peace. Love, Linda

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