In Spring, I plucked thee,
and heard the wet snap of twigs...
Walking from the park exit
I hear the owl again...
28th March, 2011.
Glory of the dusk grove...
1st April, 2011.
The rosy breeze blowing through...
In the midst of a humid summer
my body relaxed within natures sauna...
A beautiful morning with the sun up high above the...
clouds seems very high...
The sun bows as pain vibrates
from swollen eyes and its lashes...
You may just be
burning gas but...
Silently waiting, just watching
for a mosquito to make a mistake...
Exuberant warmth
of an elegant...
I summon and call thee up
Mighty one of the East...
Elegantly landing among an emerald shaded leaf,
painted aura wings shall electrify a sunlit...