Saturday, November 8, 2008

The sweet madness of flaming orange and gold
and firey red and cool mist and fresh rain falling
to
wash the bitter madness away
and signs of democracy
coming back to life.

1 comment:

Mad Rex said...

yes, tis a madness exquisite that befalls the weary eyes of this laborer...
the full Novembular moon and racing clouds and tumbling wind spinning leaves on the bike ride home from the Temples at 3 a.m. last night was wondrous indeed.
also wondrous was to have made it through yet another grueling work week with a bit of sanity intact.