
a kite in a tree
the moon faded in daylight
the journey goes on

a kite in a tree
the moon faded in daylight
the journey goes on

rare rain in July
dandelions perking their heads
just having been mowed

a fork on the path
following the beloved
the choice made easy

magnanimity
to see the world as it is
and willing better
the innate beauty in all
a common ground of goodness