::again there is plenty - two::

whirring motion, sound and rumble

air that moves, pushes and tumbles

quietly beyond and past

a silence that now spreads out

softening sleep. awakening the rest

the deepest, close to death

where is it now,

where will it come from

first again there is the high pitch

city whistle, the machine cycle switch

on then off then on then off

it is close and can be heard

it will be here and plenty.

spending this day;

hanging art

hanging with special nephew CBC

making art

resting

reading

sinking into the long weekend

list making

hope yours is great.