places to be lost
places to be lost
adrift in a floral sea
the honeybee dance
places to be lost
adrift in a floral sea
the honeybee dance
race into the west
while the pines hold their secrets
the darkness comes forth
patiently waiting
to sparkle across the night
the canvas of black
finger paint the sky
streak the pink across the blue
darkness marches forth
i'm wrong once again
some days weren't meant to be
is my face still wet
peace joy and comfort
there are worse ways to live life
death comes for us all
what shall be breakfast
something fresh and slightly tart
no i'm not sharing
to hold back the night
capture that which once was there
a pond's reflections
two clouds be dancing
with the mountain's silhouette
a pine passes by
gaze across the pond
into the mountain of black
orange fades away