Barn on the Hill


Dark clouds

Gathering storm

Gentle green slope

Odd feelings of comfort and fear

No one is near no one to hear or see

My life is so simple and yet complex

It rises and falls by the moment

I fear only the tedious time

I spend in aimlessness

Between the storms


2 thoughts on “Barn on the Hill

  1. At times I fear the tedious too. I seem to be waiting for the storm to lift me to aliveness, so that once again can believe there is a reason to be.

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