Onward

 -------Onward-------

Tulip 

Poplar

straight and tall

Leafless now

with Winter

I can see her branches

Like arms

beholding

The seeds

of Springs 

to come.

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We've Come To Heal

 -------We've Come To Heal-------

An elder alder

full of catkins 

and white

On a forest green of cedar,

sword fern, fir

and scotch broom

Convey the years 

have grown

since old growth

And that nature

comes 

to heal.

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Winter Time

 -------Winter Time-------

Winter time 

is slower 

time

Though minutes 

stay the same

As if time 

itself 

was nothing more,

And everything,

but a dream.

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Intelligence

 -------Intelligence--------

Seagulls trace 

the waters edge

Mussel-beaked 

observing

The stones below 

for one to crack 

Their catch

Falling

Open.

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