Silence

Listening...

hoping to find in the silence some degree of direction and purpose.

The brilliant sunlight gleaming upon the new fallen snow makes for an almost dreamlike scene that is calming but it's the sound,

or rather...

the lack of sound,

that is so pronounced

at this hour.

I hear a neighbor's wind chime tinkling in the breeze.

It seems as if the chime is speaking to us...
telling us that the wind is portending that the day will be good.



The silence is slowly broken by the sound of the crisp wind combined with the sound of my heart beating in my ears denoting the passage of time.

It's too cold

For the sound of crickets
or
the sound of any running water from the nearby river.




Just the winter wind....and me