A deer eats green grass
as winds sway pastures in warning...
Come early in the fall
the iridescence of my life...
The clouds in all their splendor
Weep into the sky...
The magic of flowers
is...
From the biggest tree
to the smallest creature...
The stream is calmly
flowing to a crystal lake...
seven geese swim seven skies
across the wetlands, marsh, and tides...
Slowly she opens up her eyes
After months of hibernation...
The cold is outside
The world is frozen...
Half-mooned I have left the envy.
The basic instinct of lesser love...
On summer nights with dusk near nigh
as twilight bathes a yawning sky...
...