
night falls
dreams rise up
behold silence
poetry, prose, and photography

night falls
dreams rise up
behold silence

cold morning air
sunlight growing to the east
mountains at dawn

on the edge of dusk
sun approaching the mountains
a day free of rain

my finger’s coldness
walking in the gentle rain
winter progresses

with the rain falling
gently from darkening skies
jewels within my mind

walking in the rain
memories of icy winds
glories of wool coats

rain upon my skin
underneath the cloud's motion
red Chinese lantern

the cool winter's rain
gently descends upon me
these branches laden
starlight fading
frost upon the grass
dawn progresses