With each small spec of dew
that lays upon the leaf...
Mighty Typhoon
Such turbulent storm...
Seven o'clock at night
and the wind Piercis your skin...
I always wonder what
life would be like if...
A quest for inspiration,
while staring at a river...
The summer
now approaching...
Explosive trigger,
in the world of space and time...
A golden halo of radiance
In their variegated gowns...
The winds of change consume me
as a wilted flower struggles to grow...
Moon shadows dance
upon blades of evergreen...
My home! my home! the place I go to for sanctem,
Where are my woods, Gaia's requiem...
Happy
seedling, buried...