wind raging all night
raking last of the oak leaves
tree stumps do not weep
Author: long4h2o
2016.02.26: cycles
the tides come and go
whatever goes forth returns
the enemy | you
hate is your own reflection
love your enemy | yourself
2016.02.25: casting peace
slightest morning breeze
ripples of light on road pools
tranquility rings
2016.02.24: renewal
dawn of a new year
life’s budding out all over
winter’s starkness fades
2016.02.23: still life
slow steady drizzle
morning traffic slows to crawl
pair of geese flies by