GW National Forest, WV (October 2016)
how different the sound of rain
on canvas – on the hard-packed earth
and fallen leaves –
than on a window
somehow it is quieter
than silence,
more restful than stillness
in the dark its gray
cacophony surrounds you,
easing the transition
between wakefulness
and sleep
and back again
blurring the hard edges
of awareness
poem (c) 2016 D. Ohlandt
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