In the month of May

In the month of May
the airconditioner blows
air in from outside

Take time to marvel

Take time to marvel
at incidental beauty
then share it with love

Footprints in wet sand

Footprints in wet sand
glistening sea morning light
alone on a beach

Dead fox on the road

Dead fox on the road
Still smiles melting in decay
A smile I return

A sea of humans

A sea of humans
washes over our planet
drained of humane thoughts

A sound of rushing

A sound of rushing
as blood speeds around my ears
when drinking coffee

One more subtlety

One more subtlety
first light is rarely noticed
when birds are not heard