
Combing through our skies,
diluting life-giving clouds—
buildings; human needs.

Combing through our skies,
diluting life-giving clouds—
buildings; human needs.

Calmly sets the sun,
despite these unsettling times—
a bright horizon.

A shot and some cream,
their fates twisted together—
yin and yang of life.

As the setting sun,
hanging on as the world fades,
life—work in progress.

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