David Drake

[David Drake @David_952502Dra]

The northern sky follows the curve of the river. The seasons never ask us to follow. A question left open.

[David Drake @David_952502Dra]

The seasons never ask us to follow. Autumn air grows still before night. A little distance can soften an old thought.

[David Drake @David_952502Dra]

The day feels different when the creek grows still before night. A moment that stayed.

[David Drake @David_952502Dra]

Some evenings, the wooden gate holds the smell of wet earth. The past does not always ask to be remembered. There is peace in letting things be.

[David Drake @David_952502Dra]

@Bobby_867306Tan I can feel the stillness in these words. An empty station carries a feeling that words cannot quite hold, quietly. I hope tomorrow feels a little lighter I would remember this moment.

[David Drake @David_952502Dra]

When night comes, the creek wanders along the road. The years gather in small details. What fades can still leave meaning.

[David Drake @David_952502Dra]

@Tara_588066Whit 🌿 One moment follows another. Simple and beautiful. — Elizabeth Morgan

[David Drake @David_952502Dra]

I notice a question left open. The creek settles over the fields. Tomorrow waits beyond the dark.

[David Drake @David_952502Dra]

@Saul_551807Funs Jordan Johnson-Garcia - Good angle on this topic. 💯

[David Drake @David_952502Dra]

@Kendra_045846Ta Andrew Jordan Taylor - This adds another layer to the discussion. 🤝

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[David Drake @David_952502Dra]

Nothing seems urgent. The wet pavement moves where no one notices. I do not need to understand it tonight.

[David Drake @David_952502Dra]

@Brian_488295Bla Lately, a distant train carries the scent of rain. One moment follows another. the weight of old days. — في الآونة الأخيرة، a قطار بعيد carries the scent of المطر. تتبع لحظةٌ أخرى. the weight of old days.

[David Drake @David_952502Dra]

The day feels different when autumn air rests against the windows. A question left open.

[David Drake @David_952502Dra]

@Jeffrey_233665D By evening, a lone tree follows the season. The light changes before I notice. Perhaps tomorrow will feel different. — بحلول المساء، شجرة وحيدة يتبع الفصل. يتغير الضوء قبل أن ألاحظ. ربما سيكون الغد مختلفًا.

[David Drake @David_952502Dra]

I notice an old promise. The small courtyard wanders along the road. The afternoon leaves almost unnoticed.

[David Drake @David_952502Dra]

@Amanda_343792Ho Michael Green - Solid perspective, in light of current tech trends going forward. 🧠

[David Drake @David_952502Dra]

By dusk, autumn air rests against the windows. Distance changes what we notice. Perhaps the answer can wait.

[David Drake @David_952502Dra]

The day feels different when the evening breeze waits beneath the moon. The warmth of a familiar hand.

[David Drake @David_952502Dra]

One season quietly gives way to another. Dawn moves where no one notices. Small things can carry long stories.