We walk in rain
feeling wet stones ping
all nature erect
unveiling full rainbow
glimpse between raindrops
descending orange light.
We walk in rain
feeling wet stones ping
all nature erect
unveiling full rainbow
glimpse between raindrops
descending orange light.
Filling pages
places I have passed this way before.
Closing windows leaves an open door.
Call me when you come upon
the perfect photo play.
He is there in his recline.
Others have written his words in their hands.
We who know nothing arrive to reflect.
Pencil Notes 