December morning

You cannot escape
the rays of the sun
On a December morning.
Pure energy,
They attract and recharge you
When no entertainment
seemed possible.

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Autumn fire

Autumn surrounds me
And brings warmth and reasons
Worth its orange destined leaves.
The colours of fire
Bring life into a nature soon to rest.
Time will come
That the hopeful green
Will surprise me.

October islands

A pinch of sunlight
Can decorate this Thursday
And mark it as a new memory.
October of sorrow, expectation, and rest
Has now sparks of life
To jump to in the difficult days.

Alpine solo

The hidden villages in the mountains
Enjoyed quiet and family,
While watching the progress rush around.
The luxury is over
And things come from the big world
And feelings are drained
From the alpine people.

Winter flower

The set is sleeping
At the heart of the old flower
That afraid resists the
and the coming winter.
It breaks in my hands
Tired and dried
by the donation of its beauty.

Bright spots

The city at night
Is revealed by its spots
Delineating where the feet and the hearts
Go and hide.
Everything seems far
And secluded in itself,
Concentrating the energies left today
For tomorrow.

Sofa night

The evening is salty
And covered by shy stars
While I sip this tea
Of fantasy and night wishes.
Warm hands connect me
And reassure me
With the radiant energy I absorb.

Nature spin

The push to that leaf on the pavement
Was invisible,
Yet it rotated and stopped dry
When i passed.
Nature surrounds me
And its energy must touch me.
I spin and spin each day
From home to work,
To shops, to strangers,
Faithful to nature

Holiday lapse

On the sunny grass,
I refuse to count the minutes
And abandon myself into the light
And into this book with potential.
In a cone of rays,
Life seems logical
And nature an expected component,
Fast from the arrogant asphalt
Of home.

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