Flawed and decaying,
unnoticed crack, extending—
still in love we live.
Inexplicable
Tag: reality
Complete
The perfect closure,
living within a circle;
pretty monuments.
Hidden
In nature, human,
though pleasant is the facade,
there is a flip side.
Morning rituals
Rise every morning,
in search of light, clarity;
chase the horizon.
As life
Subtly, yet screaming
of the spectrum that’s nature,
trees on my bike path.
