All is quiet

All is quiet.

The birds are south for the winter,
the leaves have fallen from the trees, so no rustle today.

It’s cold outside,
time for warm hands to hold each other while walking under the crisp blue sky.

I walk solo today, seeing the winter landscape through artist eyes.

The quiet is welcome respite from the busyness of life.

I’m listening,
as I walk for the sound of a traveler’s voice.

It could be a long time,
you never know with travelers.

I walk,
enjoying the crispness of the air,
and the feeling of gratitude.


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