
Scarred on the edges,
wrinkles of age on the face—
still, flower shines on.

Scarred on the edges,
wrinkles of age on the face—
still, flower shines on.

Highlight of the day:
sun setting the sky on fire;
summer silhouettes.

Mighty hiker ant,
climbing mountains every day—
while I watch in awe.

Worthy of worship,
the tree outside the chapel:
halo around it.

Laundry rejoices—
diamond blazes in the sky
in depths of winter.