
Sways a blade of grass
worshipping the mountain peak;
the sun huffs, jealous.

Sways a blade of grass
worshipping the mountain peak;
the sun huffs, jealous.

From behind fence posts
we engage with our nature
too scared to approach.

Stays hidden mostly,
another side of ourselves;
a gale hits, leaf flips.

Majestically
cypress glows in the morning
sun as her halo.

Trees in transition:
shedding weight, going golden,
outside the hospice,