Ribbons of moonlight descend
upon felt beauty, and spirits
soar free in open spaces
while balmy breeze
is stirring foliage of the trees
Nature’s loving fingers
trace the stars, the wind
is writing poems on rippled water,
shadows trickle, moving
on sounds from far away hearts
Light is bent, arching
behind jade branches and eternity
is watching its heartbeats turn to waves
pounding on the shore
in silent submission
Offering complete abandon
the wind softly kisses
serenity of lines,
reflections are imploring scents
that linger within the light
In hypnotic trance, white clouds
touch the water in reflection
watching the dance of passing time,
fragrance of forgetfulness
is carried by wind’s warm fingers
With music of the sunrise
beauty and color emerge
from the soundless forest floor,
sun’s reflection is diving into water
shaping sounds in golden thread