Smoldering cinders,
Forest fire...
Natures sweet perfume
The redolence of peaches...
It is the summer of our love...
Burning bright and hot for the world to see...
Leafs brushing at my window
I watch the world go by...
Swirling breezes whisper to the clouds
Teasing the sun with a simple blow...
As tumultuous clouds fill the sky with grey
She realises the storm is on its way...
Cannibalistic clouds morph into one
all before the rising and setting sun...
The sky
Dotted with Clouds...
The children pick flowers,
that grow during the spring...
Into space and time,
Other galaxies exist...
I love to watch a dancer
I delight in the ballet...
Silken grey draped with glitters
Distant light shining, flickering fireflies...