
Walking down this trail
Raindrops passing through the trees
Seattle’s springtime
poetry, prose, and photography

Walking down this trail
Raindrops passing through the trees
Seattle’s springtime

These cherry blossoms
Thousands of people descend
Seattle’s springtime

āDreams of motion
Cars and vans, across deserts
Sunlight’s glaring strength
The forces of life drive hard
Each day waking
I’m the same bed
With different views
Outside this glass
Wheels sparkle in the day
Transitions happen
Nervousness wakes me
A meeting with high pressure
I’m lacking self-trust

In this deep darkness
As this day transformed to new
This eerie silence?