
As clear as daylight,
though ominous clouds hover,
fall colours shine through.

As clear as daylight,
though ominous clouds hover,
fall colours shine through.

Greying in stages,
varying shapes and sizes—
trees, our grandmothers.

Stretching trees, shedding
their dead cells for one last time;
autumn bids farewell.

Self-isolation,
in natural surroundings—
medicare for mind.

Midday autumn sky—
as apparent as the sun,
yet brighter, the moon.