A River’s Path

Snow melts at the mountain’s peakCreates soft streams of flowing waterRocks and trees steer, shaping the flowMany paths converge, then join together The landscape guides the water’s direction As rocks and ridges control its pathA river is created as water mergesIn time, the river reshapes the land The river grows strongerBanks form a defining edgeRipplesContinue reading “A River’s Path”

Fire’s Embrace

The wind that touched youtouched me A hot breeze blowswe feelbut we can’t see Heat fills the airIt wraps My limbs In exhaustion Then Frozen in timeWhile the fire ragesOvertaking all The fire’s marchRelentless like anunstoppable Brigade Red and yellowFill the sky, while Fear fills our hearts So much is lostWe watch in panic, thisUncaringContinue reading “Fire’s Embrace”

The Garden

The days of children running across the grassand skipping pebbles in the pond slowly fade.The sculptured bushes once manicured and well tendedhave started to show their neglect. A path once wornby the presence of countless footstepshas grass runners reaching across from opposing sides.An interrupted hopscotch pattern remainsas a silent reminderthat children once played here. OvergrowthContinue reading “The Garden”

First Chair

I stroll through a beautiful garden, enjoying the perfumed scent of the gardenias, when I notice the scent of jasmine lingering nearby. Jasmine, growing alongside the gardenias, competes for the senses. The white flower blossoms co-mingle, contrasting with the deep green leaves.  The flowers seem to whisper in place, shyly dancing in the breeze. TheContinue reading “First Chair”