the migrating goose . returns to a frozen lake; . remembers water
every raindrop . lands but once, delivering . on its promises
in a wet spring snow . tracks are made; but within hours . will cease to exist
morning light capturedsplits into its full spectrum a rainbow hello
it’s okay to wait; . one cannot float a sailboat . on a frozen lake
a light in the dark is a point to focus on amidst the unknown
branches of a tree break under stress, so the trunk can remain standing
no one would confuse . a lemon and banana . though both are yellow
soften the edges and the world seems different quiet and cozy
as dawn breaks softly . the world wakes up in motion . there’s so much to see
uptown jack 