‘Day is done. Gone the sun, from the lake, from the hill, from the sky.  All is well.  Safely rest.  God is nigh’ – Taps author unknown

cold wind from a blue winter sky
carries a blush of cloud puffs
curtains drawn
and a fire in the hearth
all is well

Maureen Sudlow

From the beautiful end of the day bugle call…


We’ll know as children again all that we are
destined to know, that the water is cold
and deep, and the sun penetrates only so far”
~ Jim Harrison from Death Again

beyond the sun
and the cold of the deep
another warmth beckons
and through the water
a path opens
that even a child can find
so we discover
the unknown is no longer
a mystery
but familiar as the womb
of a mother

…for day 18 of Jilly’s 28 days of unreason