Passing bits of glee

Were like bubbles in the brook

Floating and faultless

 

Pieces of stories

Scattered along my pathway

Shall I gather some?

 

We make each other

While leading our separate 

Inscrutable lives

 

The apricot moon

Calmly dissolves its color

To light the harvest

 

Health food and water

Privilege has more than its share

While the poorest wait

 

Autumn Equinox

Harmony of dark and light

Day balanced with night

 

Web of memories

Fine strands bright with morning’s dew

Made to disappear