as i watch the bee fulfill its purpose, i’m glad i do not know mine
we used to believe that all lights in the night sky were mystical gods
a lime and some ice few things are as refreshing as cool summer rain
to observe nature and feel humbled is to stand in one with nature
to find a calm place and recognize its value is underrated
to stop in ones tracks and be overcome with awe that’s nature’s power
a cold springtime rain is a good reminder why we take sunday naps
even with eyes closed the springtime breeze is alive with floral beauty
three a.m. thunder left behind, hours later morning sky on fire
cold grey clouds migrate as i pour another cup of hot black coffee
uptown jack 