The Falling Lady
- Of a constellation in the night sky...
Look up, behold the garnet star
High up in starry heavens far...
Misty mountain mornings
Misty mountain mornings a kilo from the coast...
A leaf falls from a tree,
Slowly, as time passes by...
A leaf that's fallen
Is never pollution but...
The Eagle and the Vulture
Both soar high in the sky, the Eagle seeks prey...
Deep forest green gives way
to natures soft subtle hues...
Hardly invisible certainly not six feet tall
this storm reduces hope through the hours...
To enjoy it's shade,
feel it's leafy breezes upon your face...
Cold south wind comes forth.
All bamboos bow to its might...
They're dry and dead
these fake flowers...
The line where land meets the
horizon is loveliest at night...