The tired twig broke.
A lone Leaf went into a free fall.
It softly landed on the ant hole.
A bustling empire descended into permanent darkness.

LOVE, the greatest gift,
Lies disguised astern cold eyes,
Lost alone adrift.

Seasons come and go —
Spring births Summer; Autumn leaves;
Winter yields her woe

"The worst battle is between what you know, and what you feel"

BIR
DS SING.

A soft sound in the afternoon,
as rain patters on the window.
A dove coos its peaceful call.
Spring is around the corner,
a cardinal sings its song of love.
DS march 12th 2021

a hero will love you as long as you're right
a villain will hold you through your darkest night

"Let there be light!"
And thus the first shadow was born.

A lake as still as still — a cloudless sky —
A bird-less forest — silent as the page,
That monk-like sits reflecting for an age
On pious deeds exalted upon high,
The page gilded in wisdom, lauded by
Its maker’s peers, wherein is set the stage
For Nature’s bountied beauty — I give homage
Unto its gifted craftsman, one that I
Have oft’ with envious eyes admired afar,
And matchless to his art, have grasped for skill
Far far above my grade — From him to me
Has come a gift as bright as Keats' Bright Star —
        Unto thy lake, may this stone rend the still,
        And loose thy songbird skywards, Timothy.