.
oh – don’t miss a beat
my heart of glass – fragile!
encapsulated
.
plants remaining still
while all about lay strewn
fallen petals – shards
.
oh sky overhead –
where is heaven for flowers
seven colours meld
.
falling from the sky
rinsing spectra from the clouds
to lie upon snow
.
snowflakes upon snow –
trails I once walked – blanketed
run-ways to the stars
.