all towards the end

every day proceeds

birds take flight; directions change

feathers float away

No more green, just black
Cold fingers reaching for stars
Trees in bright moonlight

day's breeze lulls to sleep
petals droop in cool repose
the earth's slow night pulse

unfolding petals
blooming in rays of the sun
the power of growth

from low mist, seagulls
wispy tendrils birth wing'd grace
amorphous focus

distant pines cast shade
fields of cool cones lie scatt'red
memories of wood

Anxiety

how dearly you wish --
you wish for the clearest sky
of understanding

Delicate music
Like the beat of a wild drum
Nature's melody

on still water, leaves
a quiet dragonfly basks
small peace in stillness