
rising crescendo
the choir of cicadas sings
ode to late summer

rising crescendo
the choir of cicadas sings
ode to late summer
September sunrise
the sun painting the whole world
a coat of orange

early morning light
slipping through the undergrowth –
a reveling soul

dawn of the last day
the look of a life well spent
having sung the last set

passing through this life
awakening now and then
to gaze at the real