Brown Noise

Whirring, purring, and whoosh;

Humming, drumming, and hiss;

This is the way we go

To sleep-

Waiting for the sound to

Carry us into that place where;

We come and we go…

Two times out, one way back again.


Words That Are Helping

I lost a great companion last night, my cat Ms. T (A.K.A. Misty Creature) and haven’t been able to sleep since. I found these words, or perhaps they found me, for I wasn’t looking for words. How could I forget the power of the poem…

I have come to . . .

The unfathomable deep

Forest where all must lose

Their way, however straight

Or winding: soon or late . . .

     EDWARD THOMAS: Lights Out