After having been caught in severe squalls

Now I know

how the cows

exposed on the grass

get lashed,

how their naked noses and eyelids

are stung

by wind shooting drops

like arrows.

17^th June 2015

My chariot

Three degrees air

bites my face,

stride I to work,

the red grass mountains

radiant with anticipation

for

the drive

of day.

                        
                        13^th July 2015

  - Silke Heiss