Waves of light, dancing; Pulsing to the shore, crashing – Brilliant, blinding, blue.
Leaf, caught in the wind, Disturbs a blade of grass and Scatters bobbing birds. Into the sky, blasting high – Awakens the hungry fox.
A racoon sleeps here, A deer often grazes there, Let them be, don’t share.
In the rain and wind, it seems a transparent wall sways; the other side?
Old feelings have died. Quiet; Until a stolen touch. Will they reignite?
Outside a surprise – Mild, humid, warm air evokes Palm trees, beach sunsets. So, enjoy the brief respite, Winter is only just here.
Always seek to find That spot of color, that bit of light Whose job it is to remind That even when cold, even when gray Hope is not far behind
Snow in the city, Mostly messy; but for a moment – glorious.
Gray day – dull, muted. Brown lifeless leaves, scattering. Earth ready to sleep.
From towering limbs They drop, gently floating down – Coloring the sky.