Quite Comfort

July 30, 2018

You were always there

Never away

In the back of my mind

Listening, Watching

Calling, Comforting

Swaying yourself with allusion

Shining with invitation

Sometimes cold to the touch

Never resting

Never disrupted

Thank you Nature

With all the you have sustained

And all that will remain

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