'Neath glinting stars,
Among ebony leaves,
It whispers...and remembers.

the sun also rises
    above the horizon-to-horizon
         desert of clouds

grey sunlight sifts
   through barren limbs, on clouded creek -
a moment, forgetting

After brushing the stone
of freshly dug earth -
placing the aspen leaf.

Ravine rooted pines
   cast shadows on autumn reeds -
                           dry wind chimes, sighing.