(no subject)

[ljgeoff]

I was out doing one of my jobs at work, changing the trash cans and putting washer fluid in the buckets and those blue paper towels in the dispensers. We'd had snow storms all weekend, with a wind that built up the drifts. But, even with the wind blowing, it was very clear while the sun was going down. Beautiful. In my head, I began hearing a voice, like this:



With Eino, Over Coffee


The sun was almost down
An' the sky had that color
That purple-blue color
Makes yer heart ache t' see.
Da wind whipped up, real cold,
Pre' near took that flag off
Da one that I hung for
Our guys over there, eh?
Ya, brought tears t' my eyes,
Da wind did, was that fierce.
But I stood there an' watched
Purple come, like Christ's cloak
Flung across da sky as
A blessing on my head.