Ambition is where danger lies,
and, thus, Macbeth's world burned.
But indecision 's no great friend,
or so Hamlet had learned.

Don't let the fates lead you headlong
into murderous rage,
but don't let your response to strife
grow too feeble with age.

snow flutters.
blown into drifts and heaps;
still, grass shows through

beyond the woods
the mountains rise
like a dragon’s spine

mountains in autumn -
all color has blanched,
but for red berries