Quiet Respite

The skies are cloudy today,

Like blankets holding in the gentle breeze,

When we lay down to comfort ourselves.

We’ll hope the rains might hold,

Allowing just a quiet reminisce.

So many stories we carry along,

Deciding which ones live with anxiety.

Tomorrow recently always the same,

Another day of living life the right way.

As does that gentle breeze capture chimes,

The music always breathes our gentle soul.