I captured the mood in grey skies damp,
Filled pockets of thought with emptiness and calm.
I walked through the cool damp morning
Past sleepy houses that wait for morning,
I find peace blanketing me with the finest mist,
Like champagne bubbles of a new day.
The wind has vacated the skies,
And silver clouds hang idly by
Parted with the breath of restless hounds
Eager to hunt the moving tree ghosts
Walking the line with a flicking tail
Peering at the scene below
Of moving feet and peaceful beings.
Dampness drips from heavy palms
Masquerading in their ghostly hues
Like phantom sentinels who mark the journey
Passing signs towards home.
Lovely painting found at: http://www.dailypainters.com/paintings/246797/Palm-Trees-in-Fog-8×10-Plein-Air/Sharon-Schock
Thoughts of our morning walk today, the air grey and heavy yet comfortingly cool. Moments filled with a quiet peace to begin the day in bliss.