Intervention

Nature’s luscious treats,
cutting through life’s consciousness,
as bridge on a lake.

And seek yourself

Wander on, dear soul,
through the woods, the bush and bark—
life, a rainbow dream.

No reason to stay

Clear skies on a winter morning, Canberra

Clear skies, green signals,
bare streets, waiting horizons,
prepare to take off.

Making way for the new

Cast away, needless,
as a child with a new toy—
fall leaves in winter.

Unforgiving

Frosty morning in the first week of winter. Canberra — Frosty morning in the first week of winter

A bone-tingling breeze,
lingering in the mind—cold,
as regrets in life.