there is an irritability in the air today
a moodiness
like a sulking child refusing to smile
colors muted
birds silent
a single duck stands one-legged on the rock
softly hidden in the shadow that drapes the land
this shadow does not dance
but stands as in mourning
the mist returns
yet I will trust in the darkness
and know
my times are held in Your hand
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