Sunrise seeks the day,
Seeping color through the sky.
Stars fade softly . . . gone. |
Ev'ning breeze whispers.
Butterflies, like hopes, flit past.
Cherish the nightfall. |
Snow cools the world's blush
And chills its embarrassed cheek,
Disguising its sins. |
Flapping wings approach.
Bird calls fill the crisp, bright air.
Nature's scarlet song. |
Wind-ushered, rain-fed,
Season passes to season
And marks out our lives. |
Utterly still lake--
It looks so tight, a pebble
Dropped to it would bounce. |
Shy moon hides brightness
When sister sun struts, poses,
Stealing the glory. |
Clouds, tall as mountains,,
Loom high, invite sky-climbers,
Though cleats canıt grab fluff. |
Cloud-filled nights mask stars.
Determined to be seen, they
Just sparkle brighter. |
Clandestine fingers
Of night slip carefully in,
Squeezing dayıs marrow. |
The tree's bare branches,
All jutting upright,
Look like
Strange bug antennae. |
The moon gives me peace.
If only it could bring it
To the warring world. |
Lightning is nothing
But untamed raw energy
Mocking mere humans. |
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