Pillars
a symbol of strength
welcoming travelers that
seek her destruction
–
in the forest
of fallen oaks
a sapling grows
a symbol of strength
welcoming travelers that
seek her destruction
–
in the forest
of fallen oaks
a sapling grows
not quite a woman
and yet no longer a girl
searching for her path
–
fresh snow
treading lightly
in your footprints
sunflowers in bloom
all turning in unison
to bask in the sun
–
a salamander
atop a fence post
awaits the dawn
the light of hope shines
across the vastness of space
from a long dead star
–
a fallen oak
sprouting
shiitakes
thin tendrils of smoke
weave the final tapestry
of a dying fire
–
rose petals
still warm from
the evening sun
impatient lemmings
craggy rocks block their passage
to the sea below
–
spring rains
a beaver dam
overflowing
slow rhythmic moonlight
shining across the surface
of a mountain lake
–
an old rope swings
calm lake water
before the fall
white sprays of sea foam
torn loose from the crashing waves
aloft in the wind
–
open ocean
gulls soaring
into the wind
I can’t remember
dwelling in darkness since I
came into your light
–
barren trees
stand vigil
awaiting sunrise
broad wings outstretched
running across the water
before taking flight
–
rustling leaves
wind mulling over
a goose’s wing