Its getting late but,
I can still see the trees...
On marine water,
Carroty billows mirrored...
Leaves float gently down
As the bare tree stands alone...
I lay in a medow
and i stare above...
Above the horizon hover sun-stained clouds
Like the combustion of childhood dreams...
Cricket Jamboree
stridulating song...
Sunshining, so bright
What a lovely day it is...
From the deep and
Into the sky...
As you step out your house
in the deep summer night...
Which one of us has the urge to change the world?
Who will protect us when the terrors' unfurled...
Feeling snow upon your face,
as into the storm you run and chase...
Winter Nights
I love long winter nights...