Fair Aurora,
Paints her sky with brush strokes of amethyst...
--
through a million prisms...
Through the verdant trails, I climb
To this mountain rock sublime...
Wind rustling through eternity's acres
In a pastel land of green and shade...
The sun peers in my window
Cardinals in the pines...
Winters Death
Howling frigid north winds cease...
Where the Ocean Meets the Shore
Pristine blue water...
To walk,
To run...
Glancing out my window
Light Autumn breezes blow...
The crescent moon hides,
Black shadows slyly creep up...
Hark now, the trees' prayer,
you can hear its sound...
White stretching across forever
cramped inside an orb of dew...