
adrift in life’s flow
staying with each unfolding
forever in the now

adrift in life’s flow
staying with each unfolding
forever in the now

sight bending image
how do we separate what’s
real or reflected
rare stillness at dusk
flitting by to sip nectar
hummingbirds or moths


the last bud to open
marvelous adaptation
opening to life

nature follows no bias
whatever it takes to thrive

less than a fortnight
since the vines were in full bloom
beauty gone too soon
