The forest is parted by a line of asphalt. Speeding cars send leaves fluttering. Everything that crosses that road is imperiled by someone's need to get nowhere quickly.
Forest Road [Free Verse]
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the liquid world
merges with the earth,
and both are one.

clouds drift
over a granite dome,
and time slows.

the sun rises
down the valley:
peeking cautiously.

spherical blossom
reminds me of fireworks
from my youth.