Weekly team meetings;
clouds seldom contain the sun—
fireball in my throat.
Tag: sun
Up
Look up to the skies;
amidst a patchwork of leaves,
the sun pokes its head.

Watch

Peeking through bare trees,
an eye in the horizon—
tiredly the sun sets.
Rise

Stretching lazy limbs,
cracking joints and waking up,
overnight plane lands.
Pray

Worthy of worship,
the tree outside the chapel:
halo around it.
