
it’s not too early
to snap an equinox pic
well, maybe a smidge

it’s not too early
to snap an equinox pic
well, maybe a smidge
shadows moving
not the early walkers
the wind in the trees

the light of the sun
cloaked by all shades of clouds
Truth won’t stay hidden
lines of red cedar
peeking above flood water
of overflow ponds

cold rain pausing at the fence a rabbit