dark gray peace

a slow start
dark gray clouds

o moby (also dark gray)
jumps up and curls into my lap
and i curl over him.
he nuzzles me
and i (nuzzle) him.
the closer I get
the more beautiful he is;
his affection so pure, so complete
that all I can do is answer him in kind
and lose myself.


At the same time I am listening to “fifteen minutes of grateful meditation on being alive,” Beethoven’s String Quartet No. 15 in A Minor, Opus 132, the third movement. You can hear it online, too. Fast forward through the introduction, then sit back, relax, breathe slowly, deeply and listen to thankfulness, a quiet joy at being alive and ultimately, peace.