The mind wakes

Sky before storm

Sky before storm

It is about to storm.  The leaves are rustling like seeds in a gourd, like new silk saris.  Fog has partially covered the Monument, and the sky is wash of white.  One cat sleeps with a paw over her eyes, and another listens, alert, to the hammering of construction in the distance.  A car goes by, gathering speed.  Here is the thunder, low.

 

2 Comments

Yan Jing's Family July 2, 2015 at 4:57 pm

Like a new silk sari! How I love that!!! Fashion and nature in one perfect sentence.

May the Fourth be with you.
Love, di

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