
Lighting my pathway,
brilliant full moon above;
street lamp, just in case.

Lighting my pathway,
brilliant full moon above;
street lamp, just in case.

The leaning tower
of South Australian suburbs:
ancient eucalypt.

Wind scattering clouds,
like dancing stick figurines—
bony-limbed old tree.

All the clouds gather,
ferrying sunshine along
to see leaves blushing.