Friday, April 19, 2013

That perfect time


That perfect time when

raindrops on the vent
above the stove

become the sound of doves
that takes you home.


7 comments:

Jan (The Crooked Candle) said...

So beautiful, William...I love it~

William Michaelian said...

Thank you, Jan — as I love the faded barn and questions you posted today....

Jan (The Crooked Candle) said...

Thank you, William :)

-K- said...

This reminds me that if I follow your example and pay closer attention to the natural world, I can discover the sights and sounds of life as its always been lived.

William Michaelian said...

Our duty and our joy, Kevin. Of course, we are part of the natural world....

Stickup Artist said...

I know exactly what you mean, how it sounds, and how it feels.

William Michaelian said...

Thank you, Stickup Artist. It seems part of our very definition that we are home wherever we are and wherever we go, and yet are always away from, and on our way, there.