Comfort is found in the dark

Comfort is found in the dark

Internal space - external space.  Dark of night boring through the open window wherein glows a small, golden light.

The wind is buffeting the woodland trees outside my window and the rain it carries, beats against the pane.

Silence, except for this, and in this night time space the mind can stretch, just a little, into the peace it offers.  I can feel the wind caress my skin; and I relish the natural sound of the rain as it soothes my mind of its daytime cares.

Copper glows warm and gently eases the transition of the outside, to the inside.

Inside of me, where my comfort is found in the dark, rainy nightscape.

Riding out the storm

Riding out the storm

In the water at Weymouth

In the water at Weymouth