butterfly on the jungle floor,
warmed by a shaft of light.
Jungle Spotlight [Haiku]
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You glow in my heart
Like the flames of uncounted candles.
But when I go to warm my hands,
My clumsiness overturns the light,
And then I stumble
Against the tables and chairs.

light & shadow play
across the mountains —
redrawing ridges.

a bloom falls to earth;
lit up by the morning sun,
it glows… for a time.