little wispy clouds
the fullness of the moon
all things are passing
to live well and love deeply
all that we can hold on to
little wispy clouds
the fullness of the moon
all things are passing
to live well and love deeply
all that we can hold on to

equinox sunrise
or as close as one gets
on the way to work

full moon behind clouds
eve of autumn equinox
a cold front blows in

crowded horizon
searching for something unseen
when is it too late
in the eyes of God
none are greater or less
all are coequal
when leaders become servants
the Kingdom of God is come