Tag: The Season


short night full of dreams you hope come to pass; midnight – cats listen to jazz

Blossom Cool

a white petal falling from icy wind in cold rain – that’s blossom cool

Season of the present

on a warm spring day – no past, no future – moment by moment just be…

When they bloom

white tree buds at noon; I hear a melody as they open and bloom


shining sun – you go outside where the returning cold freezes your smile