
In absence of rush
and raised voices, we notice—
nature shines for all.

In absence of rush
and raised voices, we notice—
nature shines for all.

Up on a mountain,
baked, kissed, and blessed by the sun,
photographer’s lens.

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

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

As a drop of oil,
unsettled, setting summer
refuses to fuse.