Nature

there is always
something good in everything
it can be the soil
the seed, the sun, the...

We once scoped blue skies in wonder
To question all our lives unveiled:
We flew, we danced,...

His eyes, like shadows, scan the land,
tracking the heartbeat of hare and sand,
a whispered...

A wanderer I,
in solitude,
with steps both firm and sure,

A cloud upon the horizon,...

Whispered I, with curious ear,
Of a swallow, with winter near,
"Will you stay, or disappear...

In the quiet hours of the morning,

A gentle rain began to whisper

Secrets to the Earth....

In the quiet hush of this day's dawn,
I rock—
gently,
back and forth,
a...

In the tender blush of dawn,
Butterflies awaken,
unfurling their wings.
To the caress...

I wasted so much of spring
thinking about
starting work on the garden,
before I knew...

bird of paradise
sprouting up, under springs light
bursting in colour.

Light so bright
piercing through the leaves
on the rows of peacefully sleeping olive tree’s...

Moon, my lover be?

light, that beams my path at night

radiant is she.

As evening sun lays his head
onto springtime’s frosty bed
the moon she rises up once...

And as the rain
pelts the cypress trees
their pins vibrating
against the soft, yet...

Upon meadows artistry grows
There grew most envious rose
Scanning all colors it saw
...