The Gray of Autumn

…it’s cold and gray…and it’s raining…there’s an uncertain stillness…as i look out the window my mind wanders…somewhere out there,  a songbird cries in the wind…


About Virgilio Gavia

Interests: poetry, photography, writing (prose and poetry), walking/hiking, reading (non-fiction and books of poetry) drinking coffee and herbal teas, camping, fishing, contemplating, solitude, silence, traveling, faded jeans, meaningful conversation, wabi-sabi, haiku, tanka, Jazz, Classical, oldies, all the books of Thomas Merton, Joseph Campbell, Thomas Moore, John O'Donohue, Mary Oliver, David Whyte, Mark Strand, ancient Chinese and Japanese poets, The Bible, spirituality, philosophy, psychology, sociology, history, humanities and the arts.
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4 Responses to The Gray of Autumn

  1. arlene1027 says:

    I love the line “somewhere out there, a songbird cries in the wind”.

  2. what the heart tells us. thanks, Arlene.

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