Week 28 – Austenland

Austenland

The rain is softly falling,

Quiet notes of country music fill my ears.

Things are familiar, and warm.

My hands feel small as they turn the pages,

And a large coffee mug sits forgotten on the dresser.

For a moment in the evening,

I can forget myself in the sounds of rain.

Learn to stay in the silence between us,

And fill it with the soft feathers of life.

Never am I lost in this darkness,

In this rain.

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