October 19-20, 2015, Chino Valley
Some thoughts on a couple of rainy days:
Awakening under stars,
glorying in a shower.
Glancing at the news,
whilst thinking of my brood.
The clouds ride north with me,
and plot their mid-day reverie.
Some are stranded behind sand-bagged washes,
Most, though, tough out the day,
with galoshes,
and a will that overcomes the driving rain.
For, learning soothes, and ignorance
breeds pain.
Knowledge has sanctity.
Its lack, breeds angst,
you see.
“The clouds ride north with me, and plot their mid-day reverie.” — Love that line, Gary! And the next reminds me of our desert camping trips — “faster, Daddy, faster” we screamed through the dry washes! Lack of knowledge does, indeed, breed angst!
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Such a thrill, going through DRY washes. The way they are right now, would frighten the most jaded of off-road thrill seekers. Torrents abound.
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I imagine that these days dry washes aren’t truly dry for a couple of days after it rains anywhere near!
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a Baha’i poem!!!!
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The Word permeates our very being.
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