Shedding vanity,
marking the passing of time—
winter skeletons.
It comes to us all
Tag: sun
The rising
At first light of dark,
as waning sun creeping low,
come the moon chasers.
Photo: My friend, Janet Martin, who blogs as Wandering Feet.
So changeable
Unpredictable,
five hundred shades of surprise—
nature, as humans.
Moon’s day out
Sneaking from behind,
a kitten in a new house;
sunset moon through trees.
Unbiased
In absence of rush
and raised voices, we notice—
nature shines for all.
