
Trees of Fall foliage and a field of opportunity.
A hunter on the wing seeking life through death with each attempt.
The hunted need be ever watchful for life or death awaits.

Trees of Fall foliage and a field of opportunity.
A hunter on the wing seeking life through death with each attempt.
The hunted need be ever watchful for life or death awaits.

A tower of wood with fading foliage provides new sights.
For the seeker above, seeing drives belief and confidence.
What is it the seeker seeks and believes but simply themself?

From a world above, watching a world below, much can be learned.
Meeting at the point of perception, above and below join.
Seeing beyond the surface of reflections, what can be known?

An uncommonly large group of commoners gathered to swim.
Seen from afar, appearances deceive and project sameness.
Seen with the heart, are not each a unique world unto themselves?



Beyond the sunflowers, hidden in greenery, herons wait.
Movement and colours reveal themselves for those with eyes to see.
Were the herons truly hidden if my heart and mind were one?

A solitary figure moves slowly, pauses, continues.
Attention focused on what they seek, filtering out all else.
What is it you seek in solitude with such dedication?

Silently observing the world, connected to what we see.
Ever-changing shades of colour and meaning before our eyes.
How much of what we see do we truly know and understand?

A feathery statue standing tall and collecting sunshine.
The world around drifts past barely noticed and forgotten.
With no attention paid nor worry given, did it exist?

Faced with the unknown, decisions made in the present moment.
To confront or to concede, the mind wavers and stalls unsure.
What do we do in our daily lives that is tempting our fates?

Patiently waiting for the rain to begin and cool things down.
Rain drops fall striking all around and quenching a thirsty world.
As the old world fades away, will we remember or forget?