Trees cleansing themselves
shed dead skin and dry blossoms
retrieve life through death.
Full circle
Tag: death
Fading
Once upon a time
tender life brought happiness—
flowers also die
Home
A good place to die—
with flowers and company,
a good place to live.
The end
All parties must end—
when music stops, lights go off;
just a pile of bones.
Peace
Come my time to sleep
may the snakes slither slightly
bush cemetery
