
windy church alcove
leaves swirling around angels
the tales they could tell

windy church alcove
leaves swirling around angels
the tales they could tell

first light this morning
later than it was last week
walking in the dark
small souls on a small planet
noticing the small changes

door leading outside
for those unable to leave
fresh air and sunshine

a stillness at dawn
the whispers of the trees fall -
unheard on the dew

full moon slides past clouds
the scent of magnolias
recalling past walks
child alone on moonlit path
finding comfort from afar