A Damp Saturday Morning

grey sky shines
humid air
seeping through the skin
gentle on the body

this day demands rest
even the birds are few
above the cityscape
seeking sustenance
and leisure
as the earth offers
its bounties
to all
who take this moment
in stillness

(Poem 3 of Half-Marathon)

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