arriving too late
mausoleum tulip tree
blossoms mostly gone
arriving too late
mausoleum tulip tree
blossoms mostly gone
without others’ help
all my efforts are for naught
no man’s an island
the colors of dawn
like a temperamental child
varies by moment
dark ominous clouds
pressing down angry red skies
all things pass away
in tower’s shadow
rising above city noise
redbird’s ode to spring