Sunflowers bloom
then sunflowers kiss.
Ah yes,
it's spring
That I've missed.

-The reign of winter

Hot summer is all but gone and decemember draws near,

May my soul endure the coming chills of winter this year.

Another lonely night


watching night-blooming cereus


wind quietly passes by


dewdrop touches my eye


lonely street


traffic coming


going


dusk quietly leaves

the face of this


lonely window


looking at the world outside


alone


raindrops turn into tears


on my fingertips


memories fall heavily


on my heart again


and again


lonely spring morning


riding alone in lush surroundings


sounds of birds and water


sorrow of the wind


gently blows.

Why do people 'FALL' in love?

Love should't be something you fall in and fall out from

Or is it some sort of mistake in 'wordplay?'

If it is, isn't that a terrible one?
For words and words are the sublime "hope that will save us."

Shouldn't one 'RISE' in love?
Shouldn't you 'RISE' in love?

Seems to me a reasonable question to ask ourselves
Before going out there and trying to
'Fall' yet again
For someone or for OURSELVES.

We are not some 'season'
Defined by a mere rotation of curvature.
We are blood and brains...

Would it be so unpleasant if we tried and lived a little, lived in love, rising in it each day?

I find myself
in the same winter grave
year after year.
Lucky for me,
it's not too cold
for me to claw my way
back into the warm arms
of summer.