glory of orange rays
this dawn
comes in peace
glory of orange rays
this dawn
comes in peace
allow the soul to drift through forest trails
tender whisper becomes night’s command
winter morning
old gods
stumble across roads
the empty house slips into a quiet dream
cold floor conundrum
the body
remembers nothing
winter cries of children linger in the hallway
invisible hand of wind draws ripples
koi pond
we just sit
and stone
dusk
tail tip of spine tingles
a raw sensation