Some days are powerful dark chocolate, blowing more than your hair astray.
Other days calm, lack negative ions, just vanilla diddly, and plain blasé.
Drizzly rain days I pray to stay away. However, the weather will change.
100 plus degrees in Summertime, as hurricanes, and tornado’s, squall.
Winter drops to early teens. Gale, forces Summer into late fall.
Same weather? Day after day, and from me my mind estranges.
I love hearing wind blow strong, and feel its powerful forces.
Wishing no harm, or malice, upon anyone else of course.
A plain-Jane, cloudy day rain just hurts me to the bone.
Same with sweat, humidity, and cooking dinner on a stone.
Thunderclouds welcome, unless lightning grounds my spot.
Anyway, would be senseless to twitch, whine and moan.
Even when, the dreaded Nor-Easter, freezes my face.
Thank God for Winter, hearth, fireplace, and home.
Yes, I prefer cold days, until need it to be hotter.
More over, I can’t always make up my mind.
A new Winters day feels the same old sunshine.
Though, Winter, certainly brings too much rain.
Absolutely, I admit there are days I prefer it sunny.
But, some days are just naturally, perfectly warm.
I suppose, the thing I am really trying to say, is.
Whether rain, sleet, or shine, it’s a beautiful day.
Can’t change the weather … anyway.
Even as frightful ones do often form.
Best breathe easy, and stay cozily warm.
For, even in these, there is solace.
Undeniable , peace, and rest.
Malignant? Ill intending?
Peace? In a raging evil
tempest? Destruction at
it’s corm? Yes, always
I find love, peace,
and rest, at the
heart of every
paul willis – 2011 – ©