afternoon sunlight
trysts with unexpected rain
blue bed bursts colors
?
dragonfly now rare
reminds me of the green fire
lurking in those eyes
?
crimson and golden
petals carpet my garden
sweep not struggle not
?
winding jutting through
window pane opening vine
curls to me its song
?
dirt waste filth the earth
takes all into her bosom
gives back fragrant blooms
?
roots grow in darkness
branches stretch towards the light
dark and light make life
?
the cactus pricks me
playfully i pierce it back
ancient juices ooze
?
three leaves falling greet
me good morning i smile
as i walk past goodbye
?
the forest dances
in pureness and wildness
’tis one and the same