
Dreaming of the skies
we run amongst giant trees
felling them for gains.

Dreaming of the skies
we run amongst giant trees
felling them for gains.

Leads by example:
the flower first to blossom
amidst bush of buds.

Small town existence
the silence of the morning
echoes through the fog.

Spiky, on my path,
polished in hi-vis orange;
the healer, aloe.

Spider makes her home
between the grooves of cactus—
house plant becomes host.