The Road to 65, Miles 326-7: Sanctity

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.

5 thoughts on “The Road to 65, Miles 326-7: Sanctity

  1. “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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