Once so busy path
Many times, I've walked through here...
Lying on my back in the sun
Warm breeze blowing, grass smells so sweet...
Spring
The first warm wind breathes life into the frozen...
Winter (Etheree)
Frost...
Reaching for above,
Shines the glowing moon up high...
The moon is lit and glows in the sky...
Like a crescent lamp raised on high...
I stand outside tonight,
and gaze upon the stars...
Some are wilting before
Rising with the blazing...
Crystal blue waters
Shimmering with reflections...
Jack Frost and chilly air
Winter is certainly here...
Between direct and
indirect lies futurism. How...
Closed eyes...sealed mouths
numbed by a pregnant moon...