A flower grows and fades,
A fruit ripens and rots...
Snowflake fall softly
With no warning, covers all...
I walked down a sun-lit path
and came upon a lone tree...
He called forth life from waters wide,
Where silent shadows used to hide...
Rain drops from above
Gently quench a dry meadow...
Barefoot in nature
I release all my tension...
Closed eyes...sealed mouths
numbed by a pregnant moon...
Pink petals falling
Gently from the sky...
often, days go by
like food on the bird’s feeder...
Beautiful, purple
calm solitary twilights...
Whatever starts must
also end. Whatever ends...
And there she lay upon the hill
Her slope so green and thicker still...