Sunday 4 November

Like yesterday, today started out wet but cleared up nicely. As I type this, we have fallen back to near-zero after achieving a day-time high of 8C / 46F. There was no wind to speak of; I went for a walk which was sheltered from the light northwesterly wind that the weatherstation at airport was reporting.

I was just going through my blogs on Google Reader, and could not help but notice that things have changed a lot over the past four years. In AOL J-land, we communicated our blogposts primarily through the Alerts, which have only recently been discontinued. After moving away from AOL, Facebook came on the scene and I can safely say that I am keeping up to date mainly through that medium, rather than through the blogs. Even though many of you (like I) resort to blogging to express ourselves in longer entries. As you all know, I have been blogging for more than 8 years, and still enjoy putting a couple of lines down each day.

 

Calm

Flat calm
Upside down
in the water
Indistinguishable

Reflections
or original
Even the lighthouse
perhaps even the mountains far-off

Benign clouds
slowly move
on an unseen
but unfelt wind

A small boat
carves through
the mirror which
quickly resmoothes

Dusk slowly
overtakes and dulls
the reflections of
daytime

To be replaced
by the high moon
of nearing winter
Enoy the calm - while it lasts

Sunday

The grey canopy
breaks to the southeast
A promise of sunshine
over the mainland hills

A gentle rain
falls over grey streets
calm and movementless
a Sunday morning

Worshippers proceed
to church in an orderly
fashion, quietly so
to beseech blessings

Whether He listens
is up to Him to decide
Most appear favoured
others are oblivious

Should we go somewhere
on the day of rest
None are disturbed
Peace has remained

Our link to the world
will sail in the afternoon
Another link takes to the air
But none are disturbed