Winter crept up
The mountains
While summer
Slipped in
Below
The mountains
While summer
Slipped in
Below
I love most the roads
Which take sudden turns
When I see too far ahead
Just find the light
And follow it
You’ll find yourself
And be renewed
As darkness falls
Lofty boughs become
Gnarled trunk’s
Twisted branches, grasping
There is nothing
More beautiful
Than a moment shared
I listen to the earth
And her creatures
Awakening