Noises

Sitting here in the sun from my window
it is almost silent, I have to listen too hard
hearing snow land on what fell last night
it only whispers soft and hushed near silent
it’s the wind I miss, the summer wind
it’s the only appealing thing about summer
wind moving through fields of corn
it sounds like a river rushing over rocks
rivers that dream of being ocean waves
rolling from the sea to tickle the sand
water sounds, wind sounds, just noises
I wonder as the sun saves me
from this days icy air keeping me inside
I needed this morning to sing to me
I can’t seem to keep silent long enough
to hear this winter sun so I settle
for finally being warm in its light.

Judith A. Sears
©01/21/2019