Mis-hearing the Elements
So some days the purple sky says “love you”
and just as I’m soaking it up I hear
the mountain say back “love you too”
So some days the purple sky says “love you”
and just as I’m soaking it up I hear
the mountain say back “love you too”
Funny, but the same thing happens to me.
Confusing AND wonderful, don’t you think?
I do! Think. And when I listen I still think I’m the one being spoken to.
This poem makes me inexplicably happy. (I only say “inexplicably” because my usual outlook tinges most of what I read with sadness.) Anyway, thanks for making me smile this morning.
I’m very happy to hear this! You are quite welcome, and glad it did the inexplicable this morn.